Phil and I have had mill lathe fever for the past few months. Not sure what exactly we need these toold for but once you have a desire for a tool it is hard to not talk and day dream about it. After coutless days on craigslist and other classified Phil found the perfect deal. There are alot of lathes to be had but most of them were out of our price range. This one was had the perfect combination of age, soul, distance from us and price.
The guy pictured is Ralph. He was a really good dude. He had done so many different jobs in his life and was a wealth of cool stories. His shop was riddled with years of projects gone by. The piles of trim cut off stacked to the side or the bins of hand made tools were evident that this man was a maker and his hands had formed many unique items over the years.
Like all of us Ralph was getting older and looking to downsize. After an hour drive down to Richmond, Phil and Ralph were busy disassembling the lathe. The lath had been in place for the better part of 30 years.
Back at the shop we had make the difficut dicision of where to put this beast. Initially it was decided to put it upstaire since it is a tool that will not get used daily. However it's beauty validated it placement in sight.
I am not sure what any of these things are used for but with it already being 100 years old, I figure I have some time to learn each of them.
A bag of screws later and these peices have a new home
We have no idea how to use this beast but no better way to get aquaited with a lady then to dive right in.
For starter we tested the maching by turning down a square stock of brass then experimented with the knurling tool. This thing is AWESOME!
So there she sits. Like a old friend that has made it's way into a new home. We are very happy to have here and look forward to maintaining her for her stay with us. With a machine like this it is fun to think of all the places it has been and all the items that have been created on it. This one machine could have been the heartbeat of a compnay 100 years ago or the bread winner for a family. Either way we will keep her safely until she moves on.
Thanks to the 60 plus riders (I saw many a Hazzard2 vetran behind bars, cheers!) who came out (and braved the Southern California morning chill) for the 4th annual Hug The Coast Ride, from the Gasser Lounge along PCH to the David Mann Chopperfest, with a short detour to Deus Ex Machina in Venice for some caffeine. Next time I'll know to make more than 50 free shop rags for the ride! For the ten or so riders that didn't get to take home a rag... be on time, next time, and let the next group of late slacker suffer the injustice. Nah, I'll just have to start making more rags for each ride next year. And when (you ask?) are our rides scheduled for next year? Well, glad you asked, they just happen to be listed on our 2014 Hazzard County Calendar, Available Now HERE! Didn't see that plug coming did you??? You should have, you should have.
So one day, James Exley comes walking into the bar and asks "Did you see that Star Wars van?" What Star Wars Van? "The one parked around the corner." Around the corner where? ... and the conversation went in a circle for about 5 minutes before I said, fuck it, let's go. Show me. We walked literally, around the corner, and there it was... something akin to seeing a light saber ignite for the first time and not being able to take your eyes off the trance inducing glow and hum of the awesomeness that it is. Don't know who owns it, don't know much else other than the fact that this Van has the power of the Force!
"Rise my Child... Rise."
(because you were bowing down before the glory, right?)
Sometimes the wind just comes up and takes caution away. Right from your fingertips... you can fight the hurricane force winds of change of you can go along happily for the ride. Small moto-camping trips can sometimes be the perfect weekend getaways; just add a few friends, a few supplies, and let nature take it's course. As for the gun smuggling? I don't really remember what happened to them? Maybe we buried them in the desert in preparation for the oncoming Apocalypse. Lordy knows my unicorn dusted magic spells and Naked Robs wang wont be enough to fend off the hoard of plucked naked tongue lashing Mily Cirus Devil-chickens when they burst forth from the crust of the Earth...!