I am always amazed at the ability of feathers to come back from abuse with a little time and steam. The other night I was stumping behind the house after work and my mind wasn't really where it should have been. I missed a stump and couldn't find the arrow. Yesterday afternoon I combed the area again and found it. Just 1/4 inch of wrap was sticking out of an old log on the ground. The arrow had punched through the log, leaving the entire length of wrap and feather in the damp log.
I let it dry overnight
It had come back quite well, but I knew the feathers had more in them. A little steam.
and back to new.
Topic: Love feathers (Read 309 times)
