My lovely wife caught my main man helping me put a new plexiglass screen on the back of my camper.
That's one awesome dude, there!
Musings and ramblings about food, family, guns, and historic interpretation, and police work from Sportsman's Paradise.
My lovely wife caught my main man helping me put a new plexiglass screen on the back of my camper.
That's one awesome dude, there!
Had a friend leave is new 43 with me for the weekend. He wanted me to make him a holster. I have been lusting over the slim-line Glock 9, but after holding it... well, my Khar fits my hand better.
Go figure.
The guns are pretty much the same demensions in all respects, bu r the grip is a tad longer on the CW9. Enough to make the difference from "this lets me get an okay grip" to this lets mee get a proper grip".
Guess I won't be buying a 43, after all.
I spent the weekend at my brother's house. My sister got married to her fiancee' (a great guy that we all like) and my brother and his wife hosted me and my wife. While there, I made a holster for him. He has a Ruger LC-9.
I finished it with a dark brown dye, then oiled it with Neat's Foot oil.
I think it turned out well.
I had a friend of a friend bring by a knife that he wanted a sheath made for. He had a hand made Damascus knife, in a 5 dollar gun-show, bargain bin sheath that didn't fit it.
Unfortunately, the knife is such an odd shape that it was impossible to make good-looking sheath for it. I did manage to make a sheath that was functional, well constructed, and fitted to the knife though. It should serve him well.
It's the first commissioned piece of leatherwork I've made. That's kinda cool.
I lucked into some great neighbors on this move. My front yard is that back yard of a guy named Mike. We both rent from the same people. He has bee here for 4 years, is a blue-collar professional (he does bidding for one of the largest construction companies in this metro area) and enjoys gardening and cheap beer. We barbecue or drink beer together at least once a week. He is much more liberal than I, but is a good man, and can articulate why he views certain politics the way he does. I may not always agree with him, but I respect that he can back up his beliefs with reasonable arguments. He is a fun, hard-working, and intelligent man. For having to share a yard with someone, I did hit the jackpot, as far as neighbors goes.
Across the street, I have another neighbor, Aaron. Funnily enough, I have known him for about 20 years. When we were kids, he was friends with a friend of mine. We always got along fine as kids, and even though I haven't seen him in 10 years, we apparently still get along fine. He works for the local college as building maintenance, and is about a year away from getting a degree in Industrial Maintenance. He is a good guy, and bikes everywhere. He mountain bikes on the weekend, goes on neighborhood rides daily, and commutes to work (about 6 miles) almost every day.
The Boy-o got into bike riding earlier this summer, and insisted we take off the training wheels after learning to ride without them at Paw-Paw's. We were in a bind, and Aaron offered to let me borrow a bike to ride with the Boy-o.
This is no small thing. This dude lives bike-riding. He let me borrow one of his "beater" bikes for almost 6 weeks. I looked it up, and it was about a $700 bike.
2 weeks ago, me and the wife bought bikes to go riding with the Boy-o, and we go riding 4-5 times each week. It's a great family activity. But I wanted to say thanks to Aaron for lending us his bike.
I made him a tool-bag for his bike. This way, he can carry the basic tools you may need to repair problems encountered on the side of the road with a bike.
He seemed to like it.
Having awesome neighbors is hard to beat.