Who among us doesn’t like to head for the wood shop, drop a little acid, and expand the mind???? The Beatles may be the poster boys for the Psychedelic 60’s music scene, but I don’t know if most of the readers of Rolling Stone recognize the woodworking tribute The Beatles gave us.
I refer, of course, to side four of The White Album….Revolution 9.
I cannot help but mumble the words from that incomprehensible Beatles’ track whenever I am using my Shooting Board. I seem to fixate on that “song” every time I grab hold of the hotdog and begin moving my 9 back and forth. (WOW!!!!!…that has GOT to be the naughtiest phrase in woodworking…)
Perhaps it has something to do with my Second Amendment Rights, but shooting makes me happy. Take, for example, this photo.
Tonight I was fitting the long rear stretcher of my Holtzapffel Workbench to the leg mortise. I could have easily been upset that I managed to tweak (mess up) the height of my Forrest Dado King TWICE on this tenon so that I had to do some veneer patching ON BOTH SIDES of the tenon. However, any angst over that mistake just vanished into the air of my woodshop as I went about fixing a different issue. My tenon was 3 3/64” long. My mortise is about 3” deep. What’s a fella to do???
Lock and Load, Baby. It’s time to do some shooting!!!!!
You don't need that A-K; just grab your NINE.
Wet the end grain with mineral spirits, and shoot the end off of that hard maple tenon.
A few passes later, and I have a pile of hard maple full length end grain shavings and a tenon of the perfect length. Make a note of this: Full length end grain shavings quickly block out any self hatred from the dado mistake.
Now I realize one doesn’t need the Lie-Nielsen #9 Iron Miter Plane to use a shooting board, but it sure is nice. Besides, I am a rock crawling Jeep guy from way back…I have an affinity for boxy vehicles that make the almost-impossible look easy.