Looking for a ceramic heater that does not shut off automatically

[LouAvul]

It's for an uninsulated hunting cabin with a hot water heater, indoor plumbing, etc.

I was thinking one for the kitchen and one for the hot water heater.

But I'm getting the impression they all shut off after a few hours. I need them to stay on all the time during extreme cold. To backup the propane heaters.

thanx

[Clutch Martin]

“Hot air rises, cold air sinks.”
No foolin? Thats not a radiated pattern.

If you place a radiator in the middle of a room when you were able to visualize the thermal it would be a figure 8 pattern emanating from the heater at the crossover point on that figure eight pattern.

An electric coil or a ceramic heater (or a parabolic dish) is a straight shot of hot air at whatever it is pointed at and yes he does rise but the flow of the thermal is specific to a radiator as an origination point.

[ImJustAnotherOkie]

mine is still on from last night

[rlmorel]

It was a nasty old shed when we purchased the house going on forty years ago, and much of the time, I didn't do much more than slap a sloppy coat of red paint on it!

I was accessible to wildlife and insects, both of whom made it their homes now and again, due to the large sliding door which could not be made tight.

My wife (ostensibly looking for a way to get me out of the house!) suggested we rehab it, because it had a solid concrete base, electric power (unlawfully put there by a previous owner) and solidly built quality wood frame.

So when we had our house reshingled, we had them do the shed as well. We had no windows in the shed, so we got some nice leftover insulated windows (from some previous job they did) cheaply from a local place and had them installed, and also got rid of the large sliding barn door and put in a real door, so now it was tight.

I redid the inside with gypsum board and insulated the bejeezus out of everything.

The attic, which had been previously accessible only from trap doors on the outside, I gutted on the inside, but large trap doors on two sides so they are fully insulated and accessible from the inside.

I put up gray/silver paneling and trim, then put a nice epoxy coating on the bare concrete floor!

As a final touch, I put a hammock up inside it. A regular hammock wouldn't work, it was too big (I only find the hammocks with a wood crossbar at each end comfortable) so I measured, found a company that made custom sized hammocks, and ordered one to fit perfectly...:)

My wife is responsible for the beautiful yard, but I expect this is the absolute best I could get out of my little quarter-acre plot with 1963 era ranches on all sides! It looks huge from this angle, but...it is a standard plot!

You can see my "outdoor hammock" to the left, and when the weather doesn't cooperate, I can go to my indoor hammock in the shed.

One caveat-the hammock in the shed, since it is a narrower hammock is not nearly as stable as the wider one out back, and it is 3-4 feet off the polished concrete floor. It is a bit dicey getting in and out of it (Which I discovered one night drinking a a commercial variation of moonshine a friend gave me) so...if I ever abruptly stop posting on FR, it may be that the hammock of death has done me in! (You can tell I love my hammocks...:)

[rlmorel]

I only had one experience with one of those square ceramic heaters back in February of 2012 when I drove out to Indianapolis in early Febrary to watch the Patriots-Giants Super Bowl.

The only place we could find to stay was a KOA that was renting small cabins with heat. My buddy and I thought “Hey, we won’t be spending any time in it except to sleep!” so that seemed do-able. Except one of those nights was around 10 degrees, there was no insulation in the dinky cabin, and...the “Heating” it said it provided was one of those cheap ceramic cubes!

It was like throwing a brick in the Grand Canyon! It couldn’t even raise the temperature at all that we could tell!

I had broken my right hand during the game under circumstances too embarrassing to relate, and had a nurse who saw it happen do a field splint on the finger using a ballpoint pen and electric tape, and having imbibed adult beverages after a barely registering a sodden hiccup when she “reduced” my finger for me on the spot, got a ride back to our little frozen cabin to sleep it off.

There was no way I was going to an Emergency Room in Indianapolis on a Super Bowl night. I would have it checked out when I got home.

After what can best be described as a fitful night of freezing sleep in a bag, we drove back East, and every time I touched my field-splinted finger against anything (such as the turn signal stalk) while turning the wheel, it would send electric pain, un-numbed by any kind of pain killer, through my arm and directly into my brain.

I did not enjoy that ride much.

When I went to an ER, the orthopedic surgeon looked at it and told me sadly (me, who expected a splint and a quick trip home) that the injury required surgery with pins and rods.

I learned a lot about myself in those two days, some of which I hope improved me!

But one thing I did learn-I would not ever view those little ceramic heaters as anything more than an adjunct for cold feet in a warmly heated house!

[ImJustAnotherOkie]

It seems the Lasko fan does shut off after some period of time. More than 8 hrs though.

[Bonemaker]

A suck experience mate...sorry about that.

I have a bad joint on a little finger. So much as a light bump or twist and I’m on the ground in agony. Hope yours healed better.

[rlmorel]

It was funny in retrospect, I broke my little finger where it was clenched up and could not un-clench it, which was...odd.

A woman near us who was wearing a light blue Indianapolis Colts jersey said “I am a nurse. Your finger looks broken. Do you want me to put a temporary splint on it for you?”

In my inebriated state, without even a hitch, I said “Sure.”

So I extended my hand to her palm down, she grasped my right hand with her right hand, and my clenched up little finger with her left hand, looked me square in the eye and said “Ready?”

I think I hiccuped as I said “Yes”, and with one swift movement she straightened out my finger. I don’t think I even blinked, I was so anesthetized.

As I think of it now, it wasn’t a pen, it was a paper clip and a roll of electrical tape in her purse she used! The ER team who took it off were quite impressed...:)

I was grateful. No way I was going to an ER in that city, that night.

[Osage Orange]

What’s in that pipe?

[Bonemaker]

Alcohol is the only anesthesia of choice in some circumstances. But pain can sober you up real quick.

[rlmorel]

That all depends...:)

Last time I smoked, I tried some Borkum-Riff and it was absolutely disgusting! I can’t bring myself to throw it out, but I won’t smoke THAT again. Usually, it is some kind of Black Cavendish. I enjoy some kind of aromatic cherry tobacco too, but that is all nostalgia for me. When I was a teenager, we had a percussion instructor who smoked “Cherry Erics” which, to this day, my fellow drummers remember with nostalgic clarity! We always knew he was around because of the distinctive aroma of those.

Well, as for the OTHER kind of smoke, I would NEVER put that in my pipe. Everyone knows you never do that!

Honestly, I gave up smoking my pipe in the middle of the winter with all the windows closed, because not only did it nearly asphyxiate me, it drove the smell so far into me, my clothes, and the walls that it was nearly spring before the smell disappated.

And that was just my clothes! You can only imagine my wife rolling her eyes at me!

[rlmorel]

LOL, I remember vividly the first time I ever got drunk, I was fourteen, living on a Navy base.

Back then, they had beer vending machines. With a fanatacism and persistence that I have only seen since then in my two cats who are determined to extract food from an automated food dispenser with their paws which they extend up to the elbow in the food machine, we learned how to extract cold beers from those machines with our arms inserted all the way in, looking for all the world I am sure, like a veterinarian attempting to extract a calf from a cow’s uterus!

It took a long time and a limb chilled to the bone, but we could get them out. And at 14, it didn’t take more than a few to get the desired effect.

Well, I had a few. And as I stumbled around in the darkened recreation area surrounding the closed pool snackbar, I stepped on a manhole cover resting on top of a corrigated galvanized pipe a few feet wide sticking about a foot out of the ground.

Upon stepping on it, in the blink of an eye I found myself with my head and shoulders out of the pipe, my right kneecap pressed squarely against my mouth, and blood from my right shin dripping down into my face. The rest of my body was down the pipe.

I was lucky, I guess. I could have plummeted, and I don’t know how far down it went. To this day, many decades later, I still eye any manhole cover with a wary eye and step around it!

Anyway, my friends hauled me out, and upon looking at both of my badly scraped and bleeding shins thought I should get medical help.

The small Naval communications station near Andrews AFB had a dispensary, but if you called a number, the doctor would come over. My father was the XO of the base, and my parents socialized with he and his wife, but I didn’t give it a second thought. We called the number, and as soon as the young Lieutenant appeared, my friends scattered!

LT Weiner was a very young, and very nice officer. He took one look at me and asked: “Have you been drinking?”

I replied, solemnly and untruthfully “No.” at which he mumbled an “Uh huh.” and proceeded.

He seated me, put my feet up on a stool, placed some plastic sheeting under my bleeding legs, and proceeded to pour a bottle of mecurochrome over them, watching my face the entire time.

I didn’t blink, though I fancy in my memory hearing him mutter inaudibly “Uh huh” again...”)

Alcohol will do that!

[Bonemaker]

Some things we learn and never forget. For example, when drunk be careful where you step!😎

[rlmorel]

LOL, I don’t drink much these days, but I suspect that goes right out the window too!