marshallmann wrote:I have never used coal I may tinker with this though
marshallmann wrote:I will nose around in here some and learn a bit.
Well Marshallmann.....it always starts so innocently with simple curiosity.......
A small wood fire, sprinkling a layer of coal nuggets on top, a twitch of fascination begins as these 'rocks' begin to glow. You decide to continue down this rabbit hole feeling you are still in control. A few more layers of the black stuff, deepening the coal bed until it fills the firebox, when all of a sudden the dancing blue ladies appear - it's too late now for once you look into their eyes you cannot turn back, much like the Sirens of Greek Mythology! The Anthracitation-Mesmirizitis virus has taken hold!
You will find yourself moving a chair and small fridge near the stove so you can stare at the fire through the door glass, naming the stove, talking to it, writing poetic ode's about it, traveling near and far to obtain the black stuff to feed it, missing it during warmer months & wishing for the first frost so you can light it up again. Hopefully your spouse isn't the jealous type.
You will speak in tongues, words like barometric damper, manometer, bagged vs. bulk, nut or stove size, shaker grate, heat distribution, stack temps become part of daily conversation. Your family won't understand and will start recording you to have these mumblings translated by a spiritual advisor.
Then comes the quest - searching craigslist and penny pincher classifieds for used stoves. Looking for the second one to add to the living room and then maybe a third for the workshop.
Pretty soon you'll be looking to buy a small horse farm on a hill in North Central NY and find yourself with 4 or 5 coal stoves laughing demonically at the 0* temps and 25 mph winds in the middle of February.
In other words.....jump on in, the water is fine!!!