|Bee`s wax and string for a baidarka frame|
The fresh white canvas is much like the state of mind one should be in while building a kayak, as Anders shows by simply being. It is clean and fresh but of substance. We keep the workshop clean, focus on one thing a time, keep our wood fire stove going and stretch the canvas across the kayak, bottom first.
|Stitching up to the cockpit|
The work of building a kayak strengthens ones hands. Just from pulling string through canvas and making lashings tight, my hands are tougher. We are building a long racing kayak from the Aleutian Islands, modeled after a skin covered treasurer in a Russian museum. The last few days I lashed all the ribs together to stringers and the keel (which run the length of the craft). I lashed more than half when I realized I had done them wrong, not deep enough groves into the wood to keep them from rubbing the canvas. A deep breath, we waxed new string, and I would lashed one, remove one, lash one, remove one, until I had erased my mistakes.
|Up the seam|
|Ready to be painted|