Since folks like to tell on themselves here when they screw up I thought I should fess up too. Thirty minutes ago it was time to load the 30 up for its journey to sunup. I had just come back in from doing something outside in the snow and didn't do my usual thing of hanging my down filled vest on the back of a kitchen chair. Selected the splits for the load, opened the door out straight into the room like always and started my push the ash and drag the coals routine. When I started smelling the unmistakable smell of burning polyester and feathers. The open vest had caught on the end of the latch rod inside the stove door and was doing a good job of adding the vest to the night fire. :red:
The stove is loaded and cruising but the place smells like somebody set fire to a duck in a leisure suit in here.
The stove is loaded and cruising but the place smells like somebody set fire to a duck in a leisure suit in here.