| Untagged | 23 May 2007 3:37 AM | |
| Life in the Hinterlands by Mike Ameling | ||
Well, there's a first time for everything. And this is my first ever blog. I've only read a few before. We'll see if this "old dog" can learn a new trick.
I spent most of yesterday making 56 iron and 6 brass fish hooks - based on originals dating from the mid to late 1700's. Most were made without barbs, but all were made "blind eye" - with the end flattened/flaired instead of with a loop eye. These are for a museum tradegoods display. They wanted most without barbs as many originals were, because they allow kids to actually handle the trade goods. No barbs means that they won't get stuck in anybody - when some kids start messing around (as they so often do).
Now I have to make up some more flint strikers. I just received pictures of several early English flint strikers - dated 1590, 1620, and 1635. I love reproducing originals. And then I have to work on several from a Seneca Indian village from the mid 1600's in upstate New York. They were probably of Dutch origin received from traders out of New Amsterdam on Manhattan Island - which became New York City when the British conquered it. Just another little "footnote" during all those early economic/trade wars.
So it goes out here in the Hinterlands.
Mike - waiting for the forums to come back
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I spent 7 hours of Tuesday "hacking back the wilderness" - more commonly referred to as mowing the lawn over at our Club's property. Hey, "hacking back the wilderness" sounds a whole lot more interesting than "mowing the lawn".
The Club property is an old farm place with around 20 acres of trees, brush, pasture, and pond around the buildings. We are converting the buildings into an 1870's cowboy/old west town - as time and money is available. Saloon, Hotel, Barbershop, bunkhouse, Livery, restaurant already mostly done, working on the Bank, new Marshall's Office, newspaper building, and Crib House Row. All this so that we can go there to "play" at re-creating history as it was on the frontier in the 1870's.
Unfortunately, I also picked up a nail in my pickup tire yesterday. So right away this morning I had to pull the tire and fix it - all before the rain storms got here.
Ah, well, it keeps life interesting. Now it's time to go out to the shop and ... beat up some iron. Hopefully, some of the stuff will be good enough to keep instead of just adding to the scrap pile.
So it goes out here in the Hinterlands.
Mike Ameling