That didn't last long.
Daughter to Party. We were the shuttle car for church. Off to a pot luck. And an apple festival. Bye-bye my measley gas ration.
I grabbed some hickory on Saturday morning. The power company had chopped down a tree on the way up to the library, and I found a great straight section, a more questional section, and a few stumpy-block candidates. Turns out that I found a hickory, which us terrific for tool handles. No only that, but hickory leaves look amazingly like poision ivy leaves, which were all those vines that I was pulling off from the tree. Yet, somehow, my hands did not swell up into baloons. So, there is a God.
I split one hickory log. It was brutal. I really do need some splitting wedges. To what end, I don't know. I think that I now have a lifetime supply of hickory. I'll be cutting some of it into blanks for drying, then, eventually, handles.
I got my new tools in. First one, I now own a an electric planer. It took off the horrible coating on my kitchen cabinet doors. Unfortunately, the results look kinda barbaric. I really did need a proper planer. I don't have the money, so this will need to do. It's interesting wood. I have no idea what it is. I have no idea what I'll do with it. I do know that I'll need to sand the ridges down somehow, or maybe just use a plane.
I got two axes in. One is a light camping axe, but just the head. I'll make a handle for it. The other was supposed to be a carpenter axe. Instead, it turned out to be a left-handed hewing axe. Talk about odd. It's great steel, but I just can't use it. And left-handed? Well, maybe I can relist it and make money off listing it correctly.