Saw Bench Pt 2 – More Blood Than Sweat and Tears

The milling is finally finished!

While I admit it was probably more planing than may have been necessary, it was definitely a learning experience. My lack of a scrub plane did make things a lot more laborious, but as per a comment from Smitty_Cabinetshop on LumberJoocks, my technique and stance probably did not help. I do admit he was right, but not entirely my fault. Continue reading “Saw Bench Pt 2 – More Blood Than Sweat and Tears”

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Saw Bench Pt 1 – Rubbed Raw

The second project in the Hand Tool School is to build a saw bench. Considering I’m currently sawing all my wood from waist level surfaces, this a definitely a necessity. Shannon’s uses a design that is basically a 5 board bench, except it’s actually 6 boards because it has a ripping notch all the way through. He bought some pine from a big box store so all he really had to do is cut to the dimensions and build. As much as I’d love to do the same to save time,  I’m not gonna spend money where I don’t have to. I have a crap ton of red oak right now, all rough and ranging from 4/4-6/4.

Did I mention this was rough lumber? I’m not just talking about it not being surfaced, I mean full of cups, twists, bows and some worm holes. I can’t really complain though. A guy I work with got me about 130 for $50 from his fathers saw mill in MS! That’s about $.38 a bdft! Plus I got a good amount of quarter sawn lumber as well.

Anyhow, back to the saw bench. Continue reading “Saw Bench Pt 1 – Rubbed Raw”

How It Started

My journey into woodworking started on accident. What started out as what I thought would be a simple re-finishing job on a free table on Craigslist turned into much more. Not only did that table kick my ass, it spawned an addiction. Soon all I could think about was wood, but I hadn’t actually built anything. I wasn’t allowed to until the table was done and once it was, I was ready to build. There was only one problem, I had no tools or knowledge on woodworking, I just knew I wanted to do it. Continue reading “How It Started”