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I was really looking forward to having friend Chip up to the shop for a day of making DIY dry bags. Chip bought the last of the discounted heat sealable Packcloth (thanks again Dan) and he wanted to make a couple or three custom dry bags. With making new templates and some wait time for things to cool or set up that’s a decent day’s work. I’d be gloriously free of ironing duties and could just lay out the next materials, drink beer and supervise. Life is good.
And, while the iron was hot and the big table out, I have a couple more DIY dry bags to make as well; yet another ALPS bag for yet another friend (that’s a half dozen folks sold on those sturdy big boy chairs), the raffle prize dry bag and an oddball custom smaller bag. The latter two will need new templates cut.
Although it only happens a few times a year I relish those rare times working with friends in the shop, repairing boats or making stuff, and had already laid out the big ironing table, template Visqueen and fence for Chip and Mike’s Day of Dry Bag Fun.
I was going to pull out (and couch pillow stuff) some custom tapered dry bags, figuring that once Chip saw how easy cylindrical DIY dry bags are to make he would later go to town on his own making other stuff; custom tapered bags for his sea kayak or a Tripper-sized stern taper.
But there is not much “social distancing” possible while working together in the shop, unless I hide in the office and shout instructions through the Louie De Palma interior window. Which can be fun, especially when shouting through an exhaust fan in that window for the wubbawubbawwubba effect.
P2260574 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr
After some discussion we decided this was not the time to play Mary Mallon, AKA
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Mallon
Absent shop friends, another unforeseen part of this pandemic. I’ve got a month or two before Joel shows up, maybe we’ll wear masks and face shields, and dodge for distance.
I would still paddle in solo boats, spaced well apart from a companion, but distancing during bankside leg stretchers and eddied boat muckle-ups would be challenging, and on any shuttle they might need to ride in the bed of the truck.
And, while the iron was hot and the big table out, I have a couple more DIY dry bags to make as well; yet another ALPS bag for yet another friend (that’s a half dozen folks sold on those sturdy big boy chairs), the raffle prize dry bag and an oddball custom smaller bag. The latter two will need new templates cut.
Although it only happens a few times a year I relish those rare times working with friends in the shop, repairing boats or making stuff, and had already laid out the big ironing table, template Visqueen and fence for Chip and Mike’s Day of Dry Bag Fun.
I was going to pull out (and couch pillow stuff) some custom tapered dry bags, figuring that once Chip saw how easy cylindrical DIY dry bags are to make he would later go to town on his own making other stuff; custom tapered bags for his sea kayak or a Tripper-sized stern taper.
But there is not much “social distancing” possible while working together in the shop, unless I hide in the office and shout instructions through the Louie De Palma interior window. Which can be fun, especially when shouting through an exhaust fan in that window for the wubbawubbawwubba effect.
P2260574 by Mike McCrea, on FlickrAfter some discussion we decided this was not the time to play Mary Mallon, AKA
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Mallon
Absent shop friends, another unforeseen part of this pandemic. I’ve got a month or two before Joel shows up, maybe we’ll wear masks and face shields, and dodge for distance.
I would still paddle in solo boats, spaced well apart from a companion, but distancing during bankside leg stretchers and eddied boat muckle-ups would be challenging, and on any shuttle they might need to ride in the bed of the truck.
