Making Stuff the Old Way
 

In other words, craftsmanship.

Earlier this evening I was in the garden using a pair of secateurs made by Wilkinsons also of Sheffield. They belong to my dad and are over fifty years old.

There's years of service left in them, although I suspect the same can't be said of me.:eek:

Here's another craftsman...




Witney Gazette.

Damn. Someone else here used that term a good while back, and I had to look it up then, too. Just say pruning shears, and stop making me learn stuff.

Sheesh.

:p:

Duly noted, Grav! ;)

After a certain age we are cautious about words with prune in them...

Smithing for 70 years? :eek:
Don't fuck with him, he could kill you by accident.

Some still do it the old fashioned way........45 minutes.......

http://youtu.be/X3Fc_xIlGOU

JR

I want an anvil.

Then I could have a good reason excuse to get a forge and make play with stuff like this.

Dude, you're fucked now.

Kewl, foot3

I know, right? Now there is no reason for every boy not to have his own forge.

Forgery, for all!! :jig:

Great, as it happens, I already do have a twin to the "anvil" he's using. And I have plenty of cans around. I wonder what difference a 10 tin size can would make for this project...

Thanks footfootfoot.

'Because of carbon monoxide risks, blah blah blah ... ' = disclaimer attempting to absolve the videomaker of liability when someone duplicates this process indoors and keels over dead.

Great. Ventilate away, guys. Probably you should try this one out in the backyard, where 'ventilation' is excellent and you're not likely to force your offspring to choose between attending your funeral and pitching in their next softball game.

Bah, no different than using that torch for a million other things around the house.

or the stove.

plus, my vise/anvil is very securely mounted to a worktable built in the basement, I'd have to disassemble it to get it outside.

That is freaking cool. Great find.

We always used short lengths of railroad track for anvils.

...much to the railroad's chagrin. :angry:

When f3 and I were youts, track was being left unused or being torn up and not replaced quite widely. Railroad right of ways were falling into disuse and people were actually trying to gain control of them by adverse possession. Even our high school metal shop had a stack of used rails. It was the end of useful railroading, we just didn't know it.

True, much of the track near my house has been salvaged or buried, and at crossings, paved over.

Oh, we just waited until the trains passed...

I'm sure the engineer counted that a kindness.

"rights of way" dumbass
I swear my writings of the Engrish have deteriorated since we stopped with the political battles here.

No, "right of way" goes with youts. ;)

Some places in the south. Law forbids use of rail. A left over from when the dude make neck ties of them.

Yeah, it's "rights of way". You need to sharpen your iron. Speaking of iron, I'd forgotten about this chunk just a few feet away from my portal to teh cellar.

Like this?

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That's the fellow!

Just get your farrier certification and be done with it!
We loves us some farriers, hereabouts.

The old way? Not necessarily.