Working with wood is tedious. I rarely finish a project sooner than expected, but the end results are rewarding as long as the craftsman is persistent. Working out of my driveway, and with very few home power tools at hand, this one falls into the labor of love category rather uncontested. About two weeks ago, almost unexplainably, I wandered across three gorgeous pieces of stock white oak in the Portsmouth makerpace free bin. At first, I thought, these beams measuring over 37 inches long could be joined by a thick dowel and sculpted into a nice coat rack. Finding a matching base would be tricky which is part of the reason I paired these up to create a surfboard + wetsuit rack. And well, you know, I enjoy an eco friendly, challenging surf design project as much as the next surfer.
The white oak matched well enough with some rock hard maple collected from my old friends in Virginia. A dense, 8.5″ x 2″ board of solid maple rests partially on the ground while supporting the structure laterally. A couple curved triangles salvaged from Huston and Co. (local cabinetry pros) provided a more stable foot base. What once was an experimental shape turned practical by the solid oak and exquisite dowel supported joints. Two bronze or faux bronze, I don’t know, hooks were attached at both shoulders for wax combs, fin tools, and leashes to dangle. Fun build all in all. Only question is wether or not it’s tiny house material…
An insider look at the fourth handcrafted skateboard. A variety of hardwoods went into this one including maple, oak, walnut, mahogany, and the transmissive wood known as purple heart. Not a bad lay up, right?
You give up a lot when you search for surf in colder climates. Including anything pertaining to the warm and comfortable. Search the globe and one might not find winter waves more convenient and also lonely than in southern Maine. Vactionland’s “off-season” has a lot to offer, of course the trade off is that surfing Maine can be a rather cold and unpleasant experience. “It’s too damn cold!” Some will say. “Don’t you have to wear a dry suit?” Others will ask.
During the summer months, grey skies, tall pine trees and rocky point breaks are taken over by teslas, beach moms, and increased traffic. Around this time, I bring out my own summer wheels. I made it from an eclectic mix of hardwood stringers all salvaged from scrap bins. I once passed a tesla with it, I swear.
First time I had sampled Kombucha was in the front seat of my mothers car at the end of my fifth grade year. My reaction to the acrid liquid looked a lot like I had just drank vinegar. Well… I was only eleven. The second pint was at a whole foods in Andover (typical I know). The third and fourth were also, probably, from G.T. Daves well stocked collection across from the burrito station (where I hung out in high school), but for a better story, it was around this time that I began the relatively easy process of crafting my own organic brew. So the fifteenth fourth pint came from my own kitchen.
Here’s a shot of my own brew, likely a half dozen tries away from achieving something characteristically and tastefully Maine… It was more fiery than sweet, but also cost me less than a quarter. Soon enough I’ll attempt ‘Sunday Morning Pancakes’ which will combine blueberries and maple syrup.
What was once hard to find, or at least offered an odd experience in the process, is now stocked at your local store. So if you see a glass or tap of this tasty beverage, get after it.. If making by hand, opt for ginger and fresh squeezed juices, like lemon, orange, or grapefruit. Assuming you like the same thing I like.