Prior to the fireworks we stuffed ourselves at the World’s Largest Salmon BBQ on Noyo Harbor between Fort Bragg and Mendocino. The salmon, corn, salad, and bread were delicious.
In the midst of this throng of people, we sat next to someone from Sacramento. No surprise, as this area is a great escape from the valley heat. The surprise was that the guy recognized Jerry, not by his face, but by his voice. The guy had worked for a former client and had been to court with Jerry many times.
The 4th was surprisingly warm. This part of the California coast is always cool and mostly foggy but everyone pulled shorts and tank tops out of the closet to bask in the almost hot day. That meant the Sacramento Valley where we live and are returning to was blazing (90s and 100s).
We enjoyed a left-leaning small town parade with bands, old cars, politicos, dogs, and off-key singers.
This car has been running around Mendocino for years and we keep wondering how it can move with all the decorations but are always fascinated by it.
Jerry reminds me there were scantily clad women dancing also.
Jerry’s class has ended and he has an interesting stool to show for it. I did finish my knitting and rewarded myself with more yarn.
Jerry writes:
Two weeks of intense woodworking instruction is over. Again, many would say that making a stool is not much. The school has as its title “Fine Woodworking”. This means that your joints have to go together so there is no gap, dovetails have to be hand cut and clean and parts have to fit together exactly. You learn that you just can’t cut it on a table saw and expect that it will satisfy the instructors. One of the exercises in making the stool was taking a square piece of stock and, with a hand plane, make it perfectly round. If any of you would like to try this some time, come on by and I will loan you a plane to work with. The best lesson of all was that it is not just the stool that you learn to make but the process is what is important. While it took Yeung 15 minutes to make his, mine may require 15 days but my skills did improve.
In case you were wondering, a lawyer was not the only professional in the class. We had three computer guys, two doctors including a surgeon, and a couple of teachers. I think I was the oldest but whose counting. Anna Lee adds: and not all the students were male, two ladies who held their own with all the testosterone in the shop.
That said, I did finish the stool.
I brought it home in pieces and have a bit of fitting work to do and then glue it up. Don’t know what we will do with it but I am sure it will find a home.
This closes another chapter of the blog. Stay tuned. We will add anything momentous that occurs here at home and will be back on the road the end of August with Cheryl and Dave.
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