Blacksmith made Belt/Bag 'Hawk

Started by ChurchandSon, May 22, 2012, 05:52:02 AM

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ChurchandSon

One I whipped up for an entry on a forum "KITH";

--Forged on charcoal, all handwork- no electricity used
--A little smaller than throwing 'hawks. Head is 5" x 2" with a 16" haft.
--Head is from a file, wrapped, welded, filed and of course...rusted..
--Haft is Oak from the charcoal pile, drawknifed, scraped, torched and waxed..no dye
--A little of my rawhide and egg-tanned deer hide...dyed with homebrew walnut
--A few beads and tacks






A neighbor of the Redbud stopped by, one of my lovely brides show winning Sizzle hens...
She shares my love for cheese doodles...



As always, large thanks to Mr. Chuck Burrows for inspiration and linking me to those great pictures of the past.......Randy
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James-G

Hey Randy Glad to see you here great work on the hawk and the derction on it. That chicken looks pretty cool to.

WaddWatsonEllis

Fanastic piece ... well done et al ...

But what I wanna know is how you got that chicken to be still long enough to take that shot ?

TTFN,
My moniker is my great grandfather's name. He served with the 2nd Florida Mounted Regiment in the Civil War. Afterward, he came home, packed his wife into a wagon, and was one of the first NorteAmericanos on the Frio River southwest of San Antonio ..... Kinda where present day Dilley is ...

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ChurchandSon

Thanks Gents...

Mr. WaddWatsonEllis ....those chicks will stand all day for a cheese doodle...when I'm out at the Redbud I get visited frequently by my lovely brides zoo..If I pick the Banjo outside they jump up and down and run in circles...Happy or misery, not sure which.........Randy
A Pilgrim in the Unholy Land of Kydex

1961MJS

Hi

Y'all must not eat them chickens much.  Dad told me a story about his growing up during the depression.  He got home from school and fed the chickens, the rooster clawed him a good one.  Dad tied up his leg, grabbed the hatchet, took the rooster to the stump, and well no more rooster.  Grandma came home from work and asked what happened to his leg.  Dad said "Rooster clawed me."  Grandma asked what dad wanted for supper tonight, he said "Rooster, it's out back bleeding out now."

later

GunClick Rick

We got plenty a chicken but were a little hollow on eggs :-\ ::)
Bunch a ole scudders!

KidTerico

Cheer up things could be worse, sure enough I cheered up and they got worse.

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