tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301791108611372665.post1623365207897105519..comments2024-01-29T03:04:24.219+11:00Comments on Flinders Family Freer: Doing it the hard wayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12315551718688781746noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301791108611372665.post-31459242289240729262010-12-30T11:17:01.770+11:002010-12-30T11:17:01.770+11:00And I thought I was stubborn. You take first priz...And I thought I was stubborn. You take first prize. :)Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07138682498522090332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301791108611372665.post-15113353585198440912010-12-30T10:12:03.352+11:002010-12-30T10:12:03.352+11:00Oh, jeez. I've lived that experience. My heart...Oh, jeez. I've lived that experience. My heartfelt sympathies, Dave.<br /><br />I'm assuming that SA does killer hardwoods in the same fashion Australia does -- but if you ever run across a genuine piece of 'ironbark', just keep running. It's amazing stuff. The grain has a natural wave to it - about 2cm wavelength, maybe 1cm amplitude. A natural shock absorber. But as if that wasn't enough, it's laid down in such a way that different layers are significantly out of phase with each other.<br /><br />Seriously the most unsplittable, uncuttable timber I've ever encountered. They used to use it to make telephone poles, out in the outback of termite-infested Queensland. It's concrete and steel, now - but the Ironbark didn't do a bad job.Flintharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17456024642528783549noreply@blogger.com