Back outside with a sealer coat of epoxy, ready for fiberglass. Which I ended up sanding down to bare wood again Sunday morning. The few drops of rain that hit the uncured epoxy left white streaks and spots, and the hull showed lots of flaws that should have been sanded out anyway. My hands are a bit numb from all that time with the random orbital sander, hate the machine, love the result.
We took a few days off to drive over to Pangburn, on the Little Red River below Greer’s Ferry dam, to visit friends and spend an afternoon trout fishing. We came back exhausted and energized, ready to take on the finishing of this boat. I spent Friday morning planing the inside, removing a part of the stems that seemed excessive, and sanding down the outside.
Evan and I dismantled another pallet behind the furniture store, this one had planks of various Philippine mahoganies, some bland some interesting. They may become part of the next canoe, or the next one.
Here’s another map of Fayetteville, with the watershed drawn over a topographic. I will, at some point, sit down and draw this out properly. The contour lines on this USGS map are too fine to show up in this reproduction, but they are there. And, honestly, I haven’t taken a lot of artistic liberty with the curve.
Well I’m no Taoist Scholar, but I’d say what ya got there creates yang and yin. Movement generates yang; when its activity reaches its limit, it becomes tranquil. Through tranquility taiji generates yin. When tranquility has reached its limit, there is a return to movement. Movement and tranquility, in alternation, become each the source of the other, and from these, myriad beings and phenomena take form.