Last Fall I made a galley box for my daughter’s birthday. Added 1″ to width and depth of previous iteration. Bigger silverware drawer. Galvanized sheet metal liner. All an improvement. She gets credit for the photos and her thriving business, Folkling. I’m quite proud of her independent spirit. There are too many brain-glued people out there. She always has had a sense of wonder accompanied by a kind heart. Check out her store. Among their incredible vintage curations, they have a fine roast too!

Drawer and tray are removeable for a taller box windscreen.

Plenty of room for essential utensils.

Oak cleats secure top and front face.

I’ve considered making a few more to see what the market bears, but an old house and boats of course are always beckoning. Till next time-

The portage of a 50 or 75 pound dinghy can be moved about on land single-handedly. For years I’ve been flipping our two prams upside down and “backpacking” them to the waters edge. In hauling one resembles a two legged beetle or turtle, the process can be both awkward, and, tiring. Working smarter doesn’t always come easily. However, we’ve succeeded in cobbling together a couple of 2×4’s for a frame, drilled an aluminum rod for an axel, commandeered a pair of plastic wheels, slung some stiff webbing for support, using stainless screws and voila! we have a light flexible small boat dolly.

The forward keel support toggles to adjust for hull variations in our different boats. An oak pull handle offers a good grip andcleat for bow painters.

The dolly is light and easily hung on a wall. Now maybe our little fleet will get wet more often. And, no more 2 legged cockroaches!

Over the winter I discovered a pound net stake had washed ashore lodging itself here in the marsh and salt bush. At 45’ long I wondered how many jet skis it had taken out in its journey. Obviously, this was a highly valued artifact. I was tempted to re-float it, allowing the battering ram to continue its laudable mission, but it’s straightness caught me. A more radical thought occurred. Might a flagpole be raised? Just how far our stick had travelled was a mystery. The closest stakes in use I’m aware of are off Reedville, many miles up the Bay from Mobjack. The local watermen stopped using pound nets decades ago. With a shovel, chain and tractor I dislodged the pole. Hefted upon several sawhorses, I stained it white, tapered the top for a soup can cap, tarred the base, hand dug a 9’ hole with post hole diggers and auger, and then, a fellow trimming the neighbor’s trees agreed to raised and drop our pole in its new home with a cherry picker. A bullet eye as a masthead hoist, $5 of crab pot line for a halyard, a hand fashioned cleat from ipe, a couple brass snap shackles and we had a flagpole. I was amazed at how solid just dropping gravel in the hole locked the pile in.

I couldn’t locate one of those pretty rainbow flags a few are so spun up about, so I’m sure the one I chose will offend a couple. What kind? Who knows these crazy times. Well, can’t please everyone and some can never be pleased. I’m happy and proud of our efforts though. Oh, and it works!

Perhaps it is nostalgia or maybe a tight wallet, but I’ve taken a small interest in “vintage” stereo equipment. It is surprising how fast we cast off technology. “But it doesn’t have WiFi, Bluetooth, etc”.  I know, and I do like the depth of music Spotify has given me (I trust the artists are justly compensation. They signed on, so I assume so). However, I do feel I’m somewhat of a hold out. I remain unconvinced that digital sounds better. There is a harshness to my ear. As evidence, I offer Miles Davis’ Kind of Blue. Despite the occasional hiss or pop, vinyl simply sounds fuller on vinyl than CD. While playing Rock, this may be a difference without distinction.

Anyway, a couple weeks ago I picked up some vintage Fisher XP-55B speakers. They were packaged with a Harman Kardon “One Thirty” receiver which had a hum in the left speaker channel, but not the headphones. Nonetheless, I wanted the speakers and $15 seemed more than fair. Maybe the stereo can be easily fixed. I’m guessing it is a ground problem.

Back in the ’60’s, before the mass production of stereo equipment, Fisher produced quality speakers in line with KLH or Wharefdale. The company was sold to Emerson in 1969 and later to Sanyo.

This pair was made in Long Island City, NY and in good mechanical condition, nothing blown and good woofer foam. Some use was evident in the roughed up faux wood veneer edges. I liked their easy clear midrange sound and decided to dress them up. The “veneer” was readily peeled off to reveal the particle board cabinets. Easing the cabinet edges with a rounding over bit removed barked up corners. Four coats of polyurethane, brass finish washers to hold on the grilles and I had “new” retro speakers. Wood pegs made good speaker stand offs. In combination with some Baby Advents for the highs, these speakers are a joy to listen to. Pat Metheney’s Watercolors and Bright Size Life rotated in the CD player (now more old school) and these speakers have proved themselves. Now I just need to get a fire going and kick back.