As luck would have it, they'd just lost a beautiful older Maple -- about three foot thick at the base. Unfortunately, rotting from the center out.
So, I grabbed my chainsaw and headed over to Mercer Island on Saturday morning. I found the tree in about 18-inch lengths, and for the most part, unchecked. Bonus!
I lugged six halves home in the back of our little truck and immediately set about roughing out some big bowls.
First, these pieces are about 50-60lbs (at least the bigger ones are). And as you can imagine, I can't get 'em round with the chainsaw, so it takes a bit of figuring to get them to fit and turn on the lathe.
These are gonna be awesome if they dry without cracking. I'd forgotten how hard Maple is. Even wet, it'll dull your tools a lot faster than you think. By the time I finished three, I was worn out.
Next morning, my hands were stiff, My neck was stiff, and it took some coaxing to stand up straight. What a wonderful workout. Great way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
Thank you Jane and Steve Urner for the generous gift.
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