Must be colder where you are than where we were. I gotta say the heat put out by that little pellet stove was pretty amazing. Unless you have a good supply of free wood these are imho the value heating proposition. If you can keep them dry I don't see any reason not to get three pallets worth.
We get winter here in Albuquerque, but I do at least as much outdoor cooking (grilling and smoking) in the winter as I do in the warmer months.That's a lot of BBQ-ing supplies . . . Oh, wait . . . . winter . . . that's right, something happens in the winter in some parts of the world
To us Texans, that equates to about 1 foot of snow or more. After all, I have a smoker, a grill, and an outdoor griddle. I can cook almost anything outdoors. A meteor strike might keep me from cooking outside. Maybe.
Not all of Texas shares that sentiment, lol. When I was a kid we visited one of my dad's cousins in Austin one winter. A Blue Norther hit and dropped a couple of inches of snow on the ground. It pretty much shut the city down. At the time we lived in Los Alamos NM, which is at about 7300 feet above sea level and gets lots of snow. The locals were sliding all over the road, while my dad had no trouble getting around in our mid-'60 Mercury station wagon. We got to the cousin's house and were greeted at the door by his son, who was about my age (I was 9 or 10 years old at the time). We'd never met before then. He was excited as can be, and the first thing he said to me was "Y'all ever seen a snowball? I got a bucket of 'em out on the back porch!"Did I mention really bad?
I can understand his excitement about the snow... first time I saw snow I was about 10 or 11 ... I grew up in east Texas about half way between Dallas and Houston... we would get sleet, but not snow.... My dad got a job in Borger up in the panhandle and it snowed about 4 inches the winter we were there...Not all of Texas shares that sentiment, lol. When I was a kid we visited one of my dad's cousins in Austin one winter. A Blue Norther hit and dropped a couple of inches of snow on the ground. It pretty much shut the city down. At the time we lived in Los Alamos NM, which is at about 7300 feet above sea level and gets lots of snow. The locals were sliding all over the road, while my dad had no trouble getting around in our mid-'60 Mercury station wagon. We got to the cousin's house and were greeted at the door by his son, who was about my age (I was 9 or 10 years old at the time). We'd never met before then. He was excited as can be, and the first thing he said to me was "Y'all ever seen a snowball? I got a bucket of 'em out on the back porch!"
