Changed my tune on power trowels after a parking garage job in Denver
I always swore by hand finishing, thought power trowels were for guys who couldn't read a slab. Then last spring, a foreman named Dale let me run his 36 inch machine on a 40,000 square foot deck, and I watched my wet edges disappear in minutes. He just said 'feel it, don't fight it' and that clicked for me. Anyone else ease into machines late or am I the only stubborn one?
Did you ever get that moment where the machine just clicks and you feel like an idiot for fighting it all those years? Same thing happened to me on a big warehouse floor, and now I grab the trowel only for tight corners. It's humbling to admit the tool does the work better than my stubbornness ever did.