I Worked briefly for a firm which did a lot of work for a large concrete block works nearby
Their big lathe was about 4 ft swing by 16 ft centres distance.
The concrete plant was still largely a line shaft driven relic
. One day they brought in the main shaft, about 4 inches diameter and fully 14 feet long with a very visible bend roughly in the middle. The fellow who ran the lathe set the shaft between 4 jaw and solid centre, found the middle marked it.
Next he recruited the 4 welders and they got positioned to heat the shaft near the middle with rosebud ( Oxy Acetylene) burners.
He set the lathe turning very slowly,once he judged that it was hot enough he climbed on the saddle, very carefully straddled the glowing shaft, one leg each side of the shaft, a helper handed him a large sledge hammer and when he judged appropriate gave the shaft a mighty blow.( To this day I wonder how his overalls did not catch fire)
After about 3 or 4 such mighty blows he climbed off the saddle, squinted at the now straight shaft. waved the welders away and went for a cup of tea.
He ran an angle grinder over the dents he created in the shaft once it cooled down enough to run his hand over the shaft, then the crane driver took the still warm shaft back to its home.
Incidentally Joe, the machinist who ran the lathe built fabulous small model steam engines as his hobby.
Happy memories. Regards David Powell.
Their big lathe was about 4 ft swing by 16 ft centres distance.
The concrete plant was still largely a line shaft driven relic
. One day they brought in the main shaft, about 4 inches diameter and fully 14 feet long with a very visible bend roughly in the middle. The fellow who ran the lathe set the shaft between 4 jaw and solid centre, found the middle marked it.
Next he recruited the 4 welders and they got positioned to heat the shaft near the middle with rosebud ( Oxy Acetylene) burners.
He set the lathe turning very slowly,once he judged that it was hot enough he climbed on the saddle, very carefully straddled the glowing shaft, one leg each side of the shaft, a helper handed him a large sledge hammer and when he judged appropriate gave the shaft a mighty blow.( To this day I wonder how his overalls did not catch fire)
After about 3 or 4 such mighty blows he climbed off the saddle, squinted at the now straight shaft. waved the welders away and went for a cup of tea.
He ran an angle grinder over the dents he created in the shaft once it cooled down enough to run his hand over the shaft, then the crane driver took the still warm shaft back to its home.
Incidentally Joe, the machinist who ran the lathe built fabulous small model steam engines as his hobby.
Happy memories. Regards David Powell.
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