I WOULD NOT WANT YOU to think that the life of an aging luthier has no adventure or excitement. Yesterday I enjoyed a flight around our local volcano Mt. Baker. I was the guest of my friend Patrick Donovan the owner of a 1937 Lockheed Electra. We recreated the flight around this great mountain that his grandfather had first done 1929. It was a perfect day, the mountain was magnificent. This picture was taken at 10,000 feet.
Back on the ground and in the workshop I spent the morning refining the edges of the back on the Uke Bass.
Then I routed a place for and installed a rosewood "nut" for the "end gut" to come over the back of the instrument.
Then I routed a place for and installed a rosewood "nut" for the "end gut" to come over the back of the instrument.
Now up to the living room for the evening planning session the Uke Bass leans against a chair. Next I will carve and install a bone nut and then comes the job of making a tall bridge of Maple, and a connecting piece of wood between the end gut and the strings. That done I will be ready to string it up and see what I have created, a Frankenstein or a Strad. I would be very happy with something in between those two extremes.
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