Note: What follows is an entirely shameless series of gloats regarding recent tool purchases of a galootish nature. Viewer discretion is advised.
Since going back to grad school, we've rented out our house, moved to a much smaller apartment and (*sob*) sold off most of my tools. The theory was that I'd be able to replace them all down the road, and I wouldn't have time to do much woodworking while writing a dissertation anyway. So much for theory. Pinched for time or not, I've discovered I need to do something tangible and physical and real with my hands to preserve my sanity -- especially while spending my days puzzling through quantum mechanics. Long story short (too late!), I'm turning our front porch into a wee little neander shop. My workbench is a weighted-down Workmate (pretty good, actually) that gets tucked behind the grill when I'm done working for the day. Fool that I am, however, I'd sold off my lovingly restored and tuned vintage Stanley planes in the mother of all garage sales (*sob* *dopeslap*). In other words, I've been "in the market."
I purchased a set of Mujingfang planes from a fellow in China advertising on fleaBay. The wait for the Chinese Postal Service, Customs, and the U.S. Postal Service was interminable, but the wait was worth it. Those babies sing! The irons were a little rough around the edges, but that cleaned up easily enough with some coarse sandpaper. They're really lovely planes -- especially for the price! Gloat no. 1.
In the process of sharpening the irons I discovered that I hate dealing with spray glue and changing sandpaper on my wee little marble tiles. ScarySharp works, and works well. It's a great way to start out, but I was ready to get some "real" sharpening kit. Since I'm studying a Colorado School of Mines I toddled up the road to the Spyderco headquarters and factory outlet store to check out their ceramic bench stones. Having read about flatness issues with these stones, I came prepared with a good straight-edge... but all their product was packaged, and the salesman wasn't too keen on letting me open every blister pack in the store. He assured me that he'd happily accept a return or exchange if I wasn't satisfied, so I took a medium (brown) and a fine (white) stone home with me.
Out came the chisels for a touch up, and I quickly discovered that the medium stone was perfect, right from the get-go. It cut quickly, and with a sprinkle of water to keep things from clogging up, works just beautifully. Then I took a close look at the white stone... ugh. Back to the store it went. The salesman I spoke to earlier wasn't in, but the store manager took a look at the stone and said "wait here a sec. We just got a new shipment in." She returned with a case of freshly fired stones, un-blister-packed. I spent about 10 minutes checking all of them and found several that were as warped as my first, several that were a bit better, and two that were perfect. Voila! Back to the chisels, turn the burr, snicker-snack and off to the strop. Nose-hair-counting sharp in no-time with minimal mess and none of that wretched spray glue residue everywhere. Bliss. Gloat no. 2.
If you've held on this long, you're probably wondering why this thread title mentions Craigslist. Patience, dear reader... we're getting there. To whit: amid the usual piles of "$75 table saw, WORKS GREAT!" and "Black and Decker Circular Saw, $25 obo, no power cord" listings, I spot... no, it couldn't be... *double-take*
Veritas Block Plane, new-in-box, $140
Not just any block plane mind you, but the new DX60 low-angle block plane that I've been lusting after. Play it cool Jon... I send off an email offering $120, and the seller writes back: "Sure, I don't have any use for it. Come and get it." Woo-hoo! Quick as a whistle, I'm stuffing $20 bills into the man's hands and cackling like a maniac. My own! My precious! It was, as advertised, brand-spanking-still-in-the-rust-preventing-paper-not-even-a-fingerprint-on-it-new.
The machining was perfect, the iron was dead flat, and it fit my hand like the proverbial glove. I sharpened up the iron in (no joke, I timed it) 30 seconds to a truly terrifying level of sharpness, and put it to some pine end-grain for a test run. There would be the obligatory photos, but it was already dark when I got it home, and did I mention my workshop is a porch? Let's just say the lighting wasn't the best. Regardless, the result was magnificent, and nearly effortless to achieve.
All of a sudden I see a lot of edges in desperate and immediate need of chamfering... Gloat no. 3.
I'm afraid I have no really profound insight to share here, no kernel of woodworking wisdom gleaned from the dross of thousands of hours of labor. But I'm glad to be woodworking again, and feeling chuffed about my recent tool purchases. Just thought I'd share.