Thanks everyone.
Don, how could I forget?! My good friend Don Wilson even added some mojo by hanging out with me while I worked the tips. He held and gaurded the opposite end of the bow while I worked the tips. Sometimes when it's crowded under the shed at Twin Oaks I get worried someone is going to careen into my bow and break it off in the vise. I think weve all seen close calls on the band saw, that way.
Funny how we change. When I started doing this all I wanted was to be able to build a bow all on my own. Now that I'm getting more confidednt that I can I appreciate having my friends involvment. Actually got to make some new friends on this one.
Yaller dust
All in my clothes
Lately all I think about is building bows
I'm obsessed, I'm in a fog
'Scuze me while I scrape this log
That's awesome, Bear-one of the best looking snake bows I've ever seen. Couldn't get much better than that.
LMAO!!! That is awesome. Back when I used to play guitar we woulod sometimes do the second verse of Purple Haze with the words from Green Acres...
Green Acres is the place for me!
Country livin is the life I lead!
If I ever get to play it again, I'm doing Hillbilly's version!