Well, my chisels arrived today.
after banging out the outline for the hole to be made, I don't think I'll be finishing it with chisels.
I have lost most of the vision in my right eye due to glaucoma.
My closeup depth perception is not what it used to be.
Even though they have guards on them, I don't trust myself to not smash my hand with that 4# maul.
Looks as if I'll be jumping for that El Cheapo Chinese "rotary hammer drill" from Amazon.
I'll get it ordered tomorrow.
My father picked up a taste for spam during his WWII military time.
The locals here and on other Pacific Islands also picked up a liking for it during the same period.
I have eaten it on very rare occasions. But, only when backed into a corner, eat it or starve.
Before moving here to Hawai'i, I had lived in Alaska for almost 35 years.
I moved there after throwing the last of my kids out the door.
I had spent many years as a sub contractor working bush jobs.
I was never forced to have to eat spam on any of those jobs.
They always feed the help good in the bush.
Although, the housing could be a bit iffy.
Spam is not something that would be tolerated.
Now, a cheap-a$$ed miner could probably live on spam, beans and fish ducks and be quite happy with it.