July 11 sounds like a long way off when its April. With farm work, teaching summer school, and generally life the time flew by. First of July I got an email from Charlie with some ideas on the bow and next thing you know I am on my way north.
I arrived at Charlie's to an open door and warm welcome. We soon ventured out to the bow shop and I opened the door to what would become a fascinating weekend. A dozen bows hanging from the back wall invited a host of questions. His first Sunbear: Scar, up to the latest fresh from the form. Beautiful black phenolic riser, with intricate accents. I inquired about the limbs, and Charlie surprised me in saying they were the walnut laminations we cut back in April. Two new recurves with the gnarliest beautiful osage out of the riser block we cut. It was like being a kid in a candy shop!
Soon we saw the headlights from Christopher, Tom, and my nephew. Charlie called out and invited them into the glow of the woodshop. Soon the questions started all over...with Charlie graciously answering each.
I gravitated to the back of the shop and let Chris and Tom experience what I had been basking in for the evening. I nosed through scrap cutoffs trying to guess the woods. I looked through stacks of riser blocks and imagined the future bows that would come out of each. Then behind the bow forms I found a small riser block freshly glued from that afternoon. I asked Charlie, "What's the story on this one?" He grinned and said, "That's yours bud, and were going to build it this weekend."
Back in April I imagined seeing several different bows in various configurations of construction, but I never thought we would take one from start to finish. Let alone take my own personal bow from a riser block to working piece of art.
Needless to say, I couldn't think of much else as we passed the evening away getting caught up into the early hours of the morning... This is what traditional archery is all about.