We have an old Lane from the 1901 era. A pretty good saw rig and can easily smoke our bandsaw mill hands down. On a good day we could knock out 5000 board feet on that old Lane driven by a 327 Chevy. On a good day our Thomas Bandsaw mill can kick out 1500 board feet.
The kerf is really a killer, for every 5 cuts you make, you lose one board. (¼) inch kerf on our 52 inch rotary blade. It too had inserts but ours seldom came out. What got me one day was a small knot. It had a dead limb sticking out by an inch or two. That got thrown back at me and hit me in the face and I think it hit so hard, it still stings to this day (complete exageration there, but it did hurt). Still, no guard.
I watch Alyson grow up and watch her mother dote all over her. In my youth we often had dad "babysit" us as my uncle sawed lumber. He woulfd watch us while he took wood off the "tail conveyor". I watched dad work enough, and did enough board stacking myself to know that there are two places to be on a sawmill. Running the headrig and taking off boards. The later is not where you want a career now I will tell you.
Here are some pictures of our old Lane Sawmill:
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"