shrouds

Penelope deserves a little attention, even if it is only for a few short minutes a day.  Stretching hemp, splicing bullseyes, the smell of pine tar, fantastic.  What is this, the Gothenburg?  No, but I'm stoked regardless.

Speaking of stoked, Erik graced me with his presence today.  There hasn't been two jeeps undergoing simultaneous fabrication or repair here for ages!