Make mine a large pizza Margherita Alan, lotsa mozzarella.
It'll look sharp dressed in carbon.
It'll look sharp dressed in carbon.
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Make mine a large pizza Margherita Alan, lotsa mozzarella.
that is a beautiful paddle and exactly the right shape.
Make mine a large pizza Margherita Alan, lotsa mozzarella.
It'll look sharp dressed in carbon.
If you are going to cover that lovely wood with carbon, why not just start with foam. Nice work though eh.
Alan, did you read the shape of the canoe before you started that? It looks like John Winters' paddle incarnate.
9 inches! You better take up a new hobby, weight lifting! At least eat some meat!
All joking aside, what's the approximate surface area?
I can't see if the dynel edge is on or not.... I usually apply dynel edging before glassing the blade so the glass cover the dynel...
Hahahaha. It just so happens that it's the most efficient shape for two tasks. Alan, did you read the shape of the canoe before you started that? It looks like John Winters' paddle incarnate.
Well now I'm getting pretty tired of people casting all these aspresians at vegetarians; making it sound like we're a bunch of lightweight weenies. But canoe tripping vegetarians are tough. We have to be. Pulling carrots out of the ground is hard work and we have to skin them too. And you might think a bear wandering into camp because it smells bacon grease is dangerous but we all know those little black bears are pushovers. You don't know fear until you've had a pack of rabbits catch wind of your vegetable pouch in the middle of a famine.
It starts with a lone scream far back in the woods that's soon joined by all the other swamp rabbits it a 10 mile radius. They normally hunt alone but will pack up when times get tough. Once the pack is together the screams stop and you can hear them thumping across the moss from 300 yards away. Before you know it they're on you.
Sometimes a particularly cute bunny will quietly and timidly approach the edge of camp; cautiously sniffing the air with fear in its eyes as it wiggles it's little pink nose back and forth. This is just a ruse. While you're busy taking its picture and talking baby talk to it the rest of the pack rushes in from behind with their eyes glowing red (the albinos anyway). Their teeth have been sharpened to a razor edge on alder and willow bark and they're not afraid to use them. But worst of all is the way they kick. You have to remain on your feet so that they can only direct the most vicious blows to the lower half of your body. If you loose your balance you're done for as they instinctively go for the head and eyes if they get a chance.
The only way to fend them off in the bush is with a large and well shaped club. A carbon covered canoe paddle is nearly the perfect weapon. Light enough to maintain control but heavy enough to do damage and the thin edge is sharp enough to cut their heads clean off. A blunt tipped wood blade would only send them toppling backwards, knocking them off guard for a few seconds before they rush back in.
Alan
I read his chapter on paddles this afternoon, think I've always skipped over it before. Much of it didn't sink in with the first reading but it was very interesting. Now I want to make lots of different paddles. At least they're faster to build, cheaper, and take up less room than canoes.
Alan
I know of the bunnies Alan speaks of, and I live in terror. I might begin building one of those carbonified dynelized bunny clubs right now. This ancient video, caught with the iphone -10 shows them in action.