Monday, February 24, 2014

More misc.

Saturday was actually warm out! With temps in the 60s, I ducked out of the house after breakfast for a little fishing just north of town. I started out at Fellows Lake, but the onshore breeze was throwing my line back in my face. The way the winds work on that lake and where the public access is situated, it's pretty much always like that when I decide to fish there. Unfortunately, the lake has an annual fee per boat, instead of by person and it limits your access. I have to choose between my sailboat, kayak and canoe when registering a craft for the lake. I don't want to drop $25 per boat a year for the stickers. If there was a single pay option I could move from boat to boat, it'd be a lot better and I'd actually get out on the lake more often. Plus, my kayak is as much a work of art as it is a tool and I'll be damned if I'm going to slap a big ugly yellow sticker on the thing. So I bank fish there.

went fishing at valley water mill park on saturday

After fighting the wind for about an hour and working around what ice was leftover from the warm week we had leading up to the weekend, I wandered over to Valley Water Mill Park to try my luck under more sheltered conditions. I'm glad I did, since I spent the next few hours pulling bluegill after bluegill from the lake and spring-fed creek above it. I think I caught about 12-14 fish, overall. I very nearly landed a 10-11 inch black bass and saw a very large one follow one of the perch I'd hooked. I'd have had my work cutout for me if that had taken the smaller fish, since I was using my light Tenkara fly rod all day. All fish were caught on a red fox squirrel nymph fly.

ribbit ribbit

Over the weekend, both mornings, I got to bacon-test the new/old cold handle skillet from my last post. I had seasoned it up nicely through the week and it performed admirably. I love bringing old and cast aside items back from the dead.

bacon-tested the new/old camp skillet

Which brings me to this little gem. A rusted and worn generic carpenter's hatchet, found in my friend Ryan's dad's barn/garage a little over a week ago (again, see previous post).

carpenter's hatchet before pic

Last night, I had first planned to rehang the head on the original handle, after sanding and cleaning everything. But the handle wasn't in good shape, feeling less than sturdy after being rehung. I drilled it back out, knocked it off and wandered around the garage a while, trying to come up with a decent solution that didn't involve a trip to the hardware store. After milling around for ten minutes, I decided to take the old handle from my Norlund axe restoration and cut it down into a new one for the carpenter's hatchet. Making something more like a cross between a tomahawk and a rigger's axe. It's now 18" overall instead of 12"-13" and I can use it like a hatchet, single-handing it, or use two hands when splitting firewood in camp. Problem solved!

restored carpenter's hatchet

carpenter's hatchet

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

mis·cel·la·ny

Sunup Saturday, Feb.

Last Saturday, after a hardy breakfast at a local mom'n'pop, I helped my friend Ryan move some of his dad's stuff onto a Uhaul and go through a barn/garage on the property for anything that might have some value beyond just being heaped into a lot auction. His dad passed away last summer. We loaded taxidermied animal after taxidermied animal onto the trailer. Most of which I couldn't name, but a warthog, wildebeest, deer and coyote were among them, as well as possibly an oryx skull. There were a number of large horned and antlered dead things from Africa and other parts unknown.

Maybe an oryx?

Tractor

After we loaded the trailer and took a lunch break, we dove into the barn headfirst. Pulling out rusty item after rusty item. There were plenty of gems in there, too. Like a pair of vintage glass minnow traps, a gun sighting rig with a recoil slide, some cool old crates, saws, monkey wrenches, awls, hatchets, hammers, block planes, etc. Anything you'd think would be on a farm, we pulled out of there. Ryan let me keep a few items to tinker with.

Antique glass minnow traps

Rust to remove

Wooden Hand Plane, unknown make

Bailey Wooden Hand Plane

The block planes above shouldn't even need to be cleaned up. They're in brilliant shape. I'm pretty excited about them. Over the past couple of lunch hours, I've managed to bring the L&G M'F'G Co. Cold Handle carbon steel skillet back from the dead. All I need to do now is season it real well and then it'll make a great car-camping frying pan.

L&G M'S'G Co. Cold Handle carbon steel skillet

On the way back into town, we dropped a new puppy off on our friends Jeff and Cecelia's front porch. Cecelia has a twisted sense of humor and we figured it would scare the crap out of her but also make her laugh. Plus, Ryan didn't care to hang onto it.

A dead coyote we left on a friend's front porch as a joke.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Dave Gentry's Kidyak Kayak

I got the plans for this in the mail yesterday. It's the Kidyak kayak by Dave Gentry, designer of my Chuckanut 12 kayak.

Dave Gentry's Kidyak Kayak, the next boat project

This should make an awesome starter boat for my daughter. I may have to fashion some pool noodle outriggers at first, but I'm thinking she's going to freak out having a boat of her own.

I have to pick up some plywood, 2x6s and a new table saw blade over the weekend, but hopefully I'll be getting started in the next week or two. Much thanks to Dave! Check out his website at www.gentrycustomboats.com

Monday, February 3, 2014

Sometimes water isn't just water, sometimes it has a little more meaning.

Yesterday, Sunday, February 2, 2014, my daughter Gwen and I were baptized into the Episcopal Church. We've been attending service at St. James Episcopal Church since a year ago in December and have now made the two of us "official".

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