It has become woefully apparent that muzzleloading gun building is addictive.
With no lock, stock or barrel on my bench, no wood dust on my hands and in my hair, no filing and fitting of parts, no sanding and scraping of wood, there grows a hole in the soul.
I can carve a horn or craft a thing, but it's just stop-gap.
Is there hope for someone like this?
With no lock, stock or barrel on my bench, no wood dust on my hands and in my hair, no filing and fitting of parts, no sanding and scraping of wood, there grows a hole in the soul.
I can carve a horn or craft a thing, but it's just stop-gap.
Is there hope for someone like this?