OK, disclaimer up front- my mind may have been pre-warped on account of the fact that before age 10, I got a tour of a WWII sub where a bunch of people had to live in an area the size of a 1500 gallon tank and the people that read the gauges kept everyone alive
http://www.njnm.com/subtour/index.html
and it was probably further warped to even larger extents by my experiences as a 15 year old strolling a couple of junkyards that had stacks (piled vertically) of what would now be multi-tens-of-kilo-buck 1960s and early 1970s GM, Mopar, and Ford muscle cars-- hemis, six packs, and bosses-
but--
I love filling my gasifier with a not very heavy armload of good wood, watching the temp readouts on the water jacket and the flue, as well as stack temp and stack draft, all gradually climb, and going to bed knowing that a very small amount of wood is going to get my big, hard-to-heat house all warm and toasty for a long while.
http://www.njnm.com/subtour/index.html
and it was probably further warped to even larger extents by my experiences as a 15 year old strolling a couple of junkyards that had stacks (piled vertically) of what would now be multi-tens-of-kilo-buck 1960s and early 1970s GM, Mopar, and Ford muscle cars-- hemis, six packs, and bosses-
but--
I love filling my gasifier with a not very heavy armload of good wood, watching the temp readouts on the water jacket and the flue, as well as stack temp and stack draft, all gradually climb, and going to bed knowing that a very small amount of wood is going to get my big, hard-to-heat house all warm and toasty for a long while.