before after another nice load of maple before Wednesday night bible study. I have a bit more to bring home, might even go after the big stuff that isn't rotten or pine
Another happy Sawfish foam kayak builder. They built two kayaks, and a foam teardrop camper. Now they're out making memories together And this guy built one for himself, and loved it so much he built this one for his son.
Finally added a sign to the firewood rack, almost immediately sold everything in the rack. My son has made over $200 in a few weeks! I should have done this sooner, but never had the firewood supply to pull it off before. Of course this will put me off having three years of wood CSS, possibly... the roof rack bars on my new van were never wide enough for my needs. I actually had these wider bars in the garage, that I found out for the trash, but couldn't figure out how to attach them. Hose clamps (actually "jubilee clamps" because they were invented in Britain and named for the queen's jubilee year (50)) they allow me to do this much easier. My daughter finally got to have a high school graduation ceremony with her classmates, had a bunch of family down for a few days. Spent one day at York beach The surf was awesome! A couple of shots of my latest foam design, a Foam SUP with a folding seat testing it in the pool
The next day we got together and went paddling. My mom in the kayak I built her, my parents are really the reason I created this foam kayak design. We found a rope swing on the lake, and the boys had a blast jumping in Boats for 14, and I left 3 boats home! 2 were out of commission, and one we brought wasn't needed. This is the best part of building them, enjoying the boats being enjoyed by others.
graduation ceremonies are a little different for homeschooling students. She was one of four, the address was by the lawyer for the Massachusetts family institute, he was a friend of one of the graduates. A great weekend and ceremony! a full tank of gas through the splitter my new wheels. We're giving the focus to my daughter, so I finally own a truck again after 9 years. 2015 Nissan Frontier, with less than 60K on it. Unfortunately I can't drive it yet even though I own it. The registry is backed up because of the virus.
Sold some family History. My parents bought this Coleman canoe back around 1978. It came with the hull flat, and my dad had to force it into shape as he assembled it. We have an old slide somewhere of my sister and I sitting in the boat, and our heads don't quite reach above the rails. We had plenty of great trips in that canoe, some memorable for good times, some not so good. Like the time we were ready to go, and my dad caught the rail with his foot, the canoe rolled, and my mom and I ended up sitting in the lake. Then we realized my sister was missing, we rolled the canoe upright and found her gripping the rails, still sitting in the boat! My sister and I knew we had to sit back to back against the center thwart, and not lean, however my sister tended to lunge towards whatever caught her attention. We took the canoe to a cabin we rented in Maine a number of years. I learned to paddle it around the cove by myself. The last year we went, my dad got bitten by a dog, and his had was bandaged up. That year we still paddled, only I paddled the bow position as hard as I could, and my mom mostly just had to steer in the back. We bought a house with a swampy beaver pond behind it, and the canoe was my ticket to exploring the pond during my Jr high years, until the beaver pond was drained by the property owners. I found a local rowing club and went on to bigger and better adventures up and down the new England coast. We rowed plywood dories, not those pathetic racing boats. After I got my license, I took the canoe on my own trips. One memory is paddling back into the teeth of a squall with my sister kneeling in the bow, paddling as hard as she could to keep the bow into the wind. Of course the car was up wind, and as soon as we got the canoe tied onto the car, the sun came back out... After I got married, I borrowed the canoe for about 7 years. My own kids each had the experience of falling asleep in it, rocked by the waves, with the call of the loons serenading them. At least one child was probably conceived in this boat. We had to buy a 17 footer when baby #3 was born, so the old boat went back to her spot by the beaver pond, which had been rebuilt by new beavers. She still was enjoyed by our family when we got together at my parents house. I started building kayaks and sold the 17 foot canoe. My parents sold their house and gave me the canoe. I've built a kid sized kayak for each of my children and all 4 of my sisters kids. My two oldest have each built their own full size kayak now, the younger two will soon. Last weekend we went paddling with my mom, and my personal fleet took all 14 of us, with a couple boats to spare. I realized the Coleman wasn't doing me any good, and it's time for a new family to enjoy her. She was spoken for within a half hour of being listed, and probably for more money than she cost brand new. I'll always be grateful to my parents for giving me a great love for boating and the water. had to add some foam to her first The mice had moved into the foam flotation blocks in the ends and they reeked. copied the shape in foam left over from my kayaks ready to sell. The kayak dealers sold out as soon as the weather started to get nice. They don't know when more will come in from the factories. Used kayaks are selling for nearly new prices. Suddenly any canoe or old boat, even a broken one, is worth money. I sold my dad's old Coleman for almost what it cost new.
sold the canoe on the 4th of July morning. Had to go to Manchester, NH to find any fireworks to watch, one of three shows in the whole state. The city didn't do them, the baseball stadium did.
Bicycle stores around here are out of bikes. They're supposedly selling used ones as fast as they can fix them up.
Great pics and lots of family time there. That's fantastic that the fire wood business is going good for your son.
Hey gotta give it up to the kid. From what I have seen, he is a hard working worker. Has no qualms about splitting his own wood and taking care of putting it out there. You are teaching him very well. How old is he now, 9? What is the purpose of the number 54 on his rack.?
Hey Rowerwet , does your son have a company name? Gotta give him credit for being a responsible young man!
Chazsbetterhalf It looks like the dollar sign $ and the number 4, the price of the wood in that cubby.
He's 15 now, a good worker once you get him started, (takes after someone else I know really well) all that firewood work has made him strong. He's learning about saving money and the value of hard work. He also takes after me in being happier working with his hands and creating stuff. Part of the reason I got a used truck instead of a new one like I wanted, was to give it to him in a few years. I expect he'll be happier working a trade, and having a truck is better to haul your tools or equipment around. I also wanted a simple truck that would be easy to work on, for him to learn on. Similar to the 3 Ranger's I had over the years. Had to get rid of my last one when we moved here. The frontier seems to be like the old Ranger, simple, reliable, easy to repair. Yeah it's $4/ square, probably will go to five if demand stays strong, he gets half of everything he sells, since he probably did half of the work of scrounging, splitting and stacking it all. If he gets more pine and takes care of it himself, he gets all of the money from that.
All that reminiscing about the canoe and our years in Maine spurred me to take the kids back to one of our favorite lakes, Mousam in Acton Maine. the full width bars and clamps are perfect for our family fleet They did just fine for an hour plus drive into Maine. It was the fourth of july, so every boat was out racing around. The canoe would almost stop dead in these kinds of waves, But the kayaks I've built just bounced along without any issues. the launch ramp is onto a smaller part of the lake, you have to squeeze through this tunnel under RT 109 to get to the main part. The boat here had just found out their bimini brackets wouldn't fit into the tunnel. Sneaking through the tunnel by riding the wake of a motorboat. this guy was flying around on jets of water, powered by the jetski next to him our destination, a sand bar in the middle of the lake. We came here last about a decade ago, our third child was two and the youngest not born yet. We always loved swimming in the middle, almost a half mile from any shore, yet only knee deep. Last time we were here, I swam all the way around the sandbar, this time my older two did. my youngest playing the little Mermaid on the rock pile marking the sand bar. heading home after a great day.
