*sigh*
It was a good streak, I think. I made some nice bendy sticks all in a row, got 'em sanded and shiny, used a string to throw smaller sticks at a piece of tape on some carpet, gave 'em away and even sold some.
I was making a molle for a guy in Alaska. He said he liked what he heard about mollegabets and liked the look of the levers. Didn't want anything too short for his first bow so I kept it nice and long, cut it so the big knot was in the handle, thin and narrow limbs since it was only 25-30# @ 28". She had a tone of reflex I tried to heat out twice only to have it return. It was standing dead wood, so maybe it'd just had time to age beyond an unknown point of no correction. She said no to set the whole time and rang like a bell when I tapped the slightly concave belly. She was tillered to twenty five pounds at fifteen inches from full brace, well on her way to the target weight and draw.
Well, some locust I'd cut and glued for overlays on several bows gave way with a loud snap. I don't know what it was about this one overlay, but it didn't want to stay on the bow.
I get to the saw and same as always line the tip up to shave half a blades width past the old glue line, clamp her down, cut sloooowly, and do you know what that saw did this time?
I'm getting a new saw because now I've got a personal problem with the old one, and the old one probably should have been replaced a while ago
If 'ya ain't breaking, 'ya ain't making
