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My son has become quite the connesouir of whiskey, not that he can afford to do so on a teacher’s salary. He has taken a liking to accessorizing his living space with whiskey themed paraphernalia.
He came down for winter break last week with a whiskey cask and a vision of making it into a double-door cabinet. Yesterday we drilled the metal bands and pinned them to stabilize them for the project and cut the cask open.
After getting over the immediately hangover headache I got from the emanating fumes!!! I measured the inside of the cask. A few years ago I had rescued an interesting piece of one inch thick laminated oak that had split before it was finished being made into something and stashed it in a dark corner of the garage (as if my wife doesn’t know I’m a hoarder!) I had brought my table saw home from the shop even though I am not done with my porch project yet, because I had a hunch we might need it. My son got to watch dad, with 40 years of experience on the saw, turn the plank from square to round, slowly rotating and cutting out wedges, then using the blade tip like a router. The shelf turned out almost as rustic as the barrel.
He still needs to find the hinges he wants to reattach the cutouts as doors. But he’s stoked.
He came down for winter break last week with a whiskey cask and a vision of making it into a double-door cabinet. Yesterday we drilled the metal bands and pinned them to stabilize them for the project and cut the cask open.
After getting over the immediately hangover headache I got from the emanating fumes!!! I measured the inside of the cask. A few years ago I had rescued an interesting piece of one inch thick laminated oak that had split before it was finished being made into something and stashed it in a dark corner of the garage (as if my wife doesn’t know I’m a hoarder!) I had brought my table saw home from the shop even though I am not done with my porch project yet, because I had a hunch we might need it. My son got to watch dad, with 40 years of experience on the saw, turn the plank from square to round, slowly rotating and cutting out wedges, then using the blade tip like a router. The shelf turned out almost as rustic as the barrel.
He still needs to find the hinges he wants to reattach the cutouts as doors. But he’s stoked.
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