One april morning around 1978 I got word that we would not be working that day as the crane had a problem. I hurriedly packed up some gear and grabbed a saw off the rack, I knew it was a completely readied saw meaning it was full of fuel and bar oil. Jumped in the truck and drove for 1 and 1/2 hours, pulled the canoe off the truck and tossed the gear in, the sun was just breaking the horizon. Paddled 20 mins up that lake, landed and portaged 15 mins to the next. Paddled 25 mins up that lake, pulled out and portaged 45 mins to the next lake, paddled up to the backwoods camp we had there. I had taken the saw with me to cut firewood for the coming fishing season. Made a cup of coffee and downed that, grabbed the saw and gave it a couple of pulls over, immediately knew something was wrong, saw had no compression, pulled the top cover off and no spark plug. That was the most worthless chainsaw I ever owned with no plug in it, nearly 100 miles from home, 3 1/2 hours travel and the worthless saw wouldn`t cut wood. What to do, what to do, toss it in the lake, smash it down over a rock, pulverize it with the pole axe? Stewed over my foolhardy rushing to get here for a bit, then remembered we had a 2 hp Johnson outboard hidden about 1/2 mile from the camp. Retrieved the outboard and borrowed the sparkplug from it for the saw. Saw starts right up and I get a good bit of wood cut up in a hour of run time, now that useless saw was not so useless after all. LOL
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