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| More rutabagas were pulled late Thursday afternoon |
29 degrees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road
Since I'm due in Iron Mountain first thing Friday morning, I figured I'd better write tonight.
Thursday was a mixed bag of tricks. I was about halfway through my walk, almost two miles from home, when I discovered I was wearing my old work shoes, not my normal hiking boots. My heels weren't slow in letting me know later of my error. I bet it won't happen again.
I'd talked to a clerk at Home Depot last week about the best way to clean the buffing wheel used to polish bowls. Oil was inadvertently dripped on the white cloth wheel while I was lubricating and sharpening a knife on the adjacent grinding wheel.
The clerk suggested I use Dawn Dish Soap and wash the wheel by hand.
The wheel was then placed close to the stove to dry.
At first, I questioned her suggestion, but in the end, it worked.
The rest of the day was spent at the lathe. The first thing was to find the exact center of the hickory boards I'd laminated Wednesday evening.
A circle was cut using the bandsaw.
Finally, the wood was ready to mount.
Time was spent intermittently during the day turning the hickory. It's some of the harder wood that I've mounted on the mini lathe resulting in the 1/3rd horse power motor often lagging down.
I quit later in the afternoon to clean up before driving to Iron Mountain to meet Sargie. I first stopped at Boyd and Jeanne's to drop off a few rutabagas and catch up on any news. As always, it was good to see the folks.
It was 9:30 before we pulled into the drive tonight. Bedtime will come shortly.
Sargie opens Friday morning. I'm to have blood work done at the hospital, part of my annual physical, so I'll be riding back with her, get blood drawn, then bring the Blazer home. I'll play the rest of the day by ear.
Time to get ready for bed as this boy is tired.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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