Notes from getting a box of second-hand chisels back into use. Mostly a record of what I stopped doing.
Eight chisels, bought together for very little. Two had been used as screwdrivers, one had a handle split along the grain, and all of them had a rounded bevel from years of freehand work by somebody in a hurry.
Flattening the backs. Not the bevels — the backs, and on two of them it took an hour each on a coarse stone before the scratch pattern reached the edge evenly. Everything after that was quick.
A bevel you can fix in ten minutes. A back that was never flat will fight you for the life of the tool.
The whole set took a weekend. Six of the eight are in regular use; the split handle is still waiting and the one that was a screwdriver is now a scraper and quite good at it.