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Termites and time have nothing on my chainsaw….

A particularly toasted piece of fir left out in the elements that had begun to have some termites chewing around on it became my weekend project.

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During our last move I ran across the very first fly rod I bought in my misspent youth. Just looking at it brought back many dormant memories that were asleep in the back of my mind. It gave me many a day of zen like harmony and it deserved a more fitting place to rest and be admired for its ability to catch fish and memories.

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This entry was posted on August 18, 2014 by in Carvings, Fishing and tagged , , .

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