|Project by Bill Akins||posted 1986 days ago||2161 views||0 times favorited||6 comments|
Last summer my father picked up a used lathe and we both fell in love with turning. I had turned a few goblets on his lathe when I finally bought my own lathe about a month ago. I have turned a few bowls already. After buying the lathe, my father loaded me up with several peices of wood. While we were picking through his wood pile, he showed me this log that he found at his boatdock on lake Nottely in north Georgia. He cut it in half with a chainsaw revieling a beautiful golden grain. It turned out to be honey locust. Someone had cut the wood and split it at the lake some time ago and it floated up to our dock. It was a very tough wood to work with but turned out great. You never know what treasures lie beneath reclaimed wood.
-- Bill from Lithia Springs, GA I love the smell of sawdust in the morning.