A Walnut tree stood in the path of a village sanitation line and was sacrificed to the project for the good of the community. The tree was in a family member's back yard, so I laid claim and went at it with chainsaw, maul and wedges; splitting its trunk into manageable, straight-grained pieces. Years later, after milling some Sitka Spruce, I was left with long, thin, quarter-sawn strips of the material. The two precious woods were destine for a project worthy of their strength and beauty. The Walnut was scarfed end to end and sandwiched between the thin strips of Sitka. The laminated stock, now ¾" thick and 17' long evolved into the outwales of my newest canoe.
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