For the past week or so, my favorite skipper has been up at the crack of dawn, packing his lunch-cooler and hitting the road to go work on the latest creation. At sunset, he returns covered in sawdust, tired but happy, with inch-worm progress to report.
And some photos:
And some photos:
After finishing the frames last week, this week has been about stringers. These are like the skeleton of the boat, a big curved ribcage that will support a tight skin of okume plywood.
The obvious musical accompaniment to the project would be Elvis Costello's "Shipbuilding," but that's too mournful. Jimmy Buffet's "Boats to Build"? No. (Actually, NFW.) Even the wonderful Lyle Lovett's "If I Had a Boat" is de trop.
Oh, I know: the strangely soothing ambient sound of the belt sander: eeear. eeeear. chitter-chitter, eeear.
The obvious musical accompaniment to the project would be Elvis Costello's "Shipbuilding," but that's too mournful. Jimmy Buffet's "Boats to Build"? No. (Actually, NFW.) Even the wonderful Lyle Lovett's "If I Had a Boat" is de trop.
Oh, I know: the strangely soothing ambient sound of the belt sander: eeear. eeeear. chitter-chitter, eeear.
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