Well, the mower arrived yesterday, and by the time I got it home (thank you, Trini) the rain was coming down half-fast and semi-furious, so it stayed in its cardboard box.
Today there were traces of solar radiation, so I performed the ritual unboxing and stretched out the extension cord. Initial findings in the front yard:
- The 12-amp motor is just about as powerful or, depending on your point of view, just about as unpowerful as the 6.5-hp gas motor that committed suicide last week.
- The 19-inch swath is narrower than I’m used to, and where the stuff is really thick it takes two passes.
- The machine weighs practically nothing, and by nothing I mean a hair over 50 lb, barely half the mass of its predecessor, so its lack of self-propulsion is no big deal.
- This is the first time in my life I ever wished I had a skyhook at my disposal.
I think I could get used to this pretty easily, once I figure out a reliable system for keeping the cord out of my way.