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Read somewhere that that's the Mexican nickname for the roadrunner bird. We've got one that hangs around the shop, more like haunts around the shop, now you see him, now you don't, big old adult male with beautiful plumage. Odd thing about this one is he dearly loves the ring of the hammer. Friend of mine was once working on some various parts for a suit of armor, banging and clanging away, when out of the corner of his eye he saw El Padron standing in the shop door watching him. When he told me about that, I sort of took it with a grain of salt, until yesterday. I was forging a blade out of a scrap piece of a big old file, thick, so I was swinging a heavy hammer and making the anvil ring like a bell. After a bit, I got that tingly sensation that someone was watching me. There in the big roll up doorway stood El Padron, head cocked and giving me a look as if to say "why did you stop?".
I really like that big goofy bird, not much to look at when he's got his head down running, but when he's standing tall in full "display" with his tail feathers and comb feathers stiffly raised, he's majestic in his own way, and he has an intelligent look to his eyes that's downright spooky.
Oh yeah, what about the blade I was forging? Well, all the discussion about kardas a while back inspired me to forge a "heavy duty, rustic karda" for a rough and tumble utility knife. Blade is 3 3/4" long, with a spine that starts out just a skosh under 1/4" ( 7/32") thick at the hilt, with a distal taper all the way to the point. Handle is Honduran rosewood, and kind of stubby, but works fine for me. Sharp son of a bug, used it today to round off the corners of some 2x12" planks I was building bench tops out of for six benches to go around a fire ring, and promptly reinforced my recently acquired pirate name "Thumbcutter Goodbeard". After all the whittling I did, it would still cleanly shave hair off my arm, a few licks on my strop and the hairs were jumping to get out of it's way.
Sarge
I really like that big goofy bird, not much to look at when he's got his head down running, but when he's standing tall in full "display" with his tail feathers and comb feathers stiffly raised, he's majestic in his own way, and he has an intelligent look to his eyes that's downright spooky.
Oh yeah, what about the blade I was forging? Well, all the discussion about kardas a while back inspired me to forge a "heavy duty, rustic karda" for a rough and tumble utility knife. Blade is 3 3/4" long, with a spine that starts out just a skosh under 1/4" ( 7/32") thick at the hilt, with a distal taper all the way to the point. Handle is Honduran rosewood, and kind of stubby, but works fine for me. Sharp son of a bug, used it today to round off the corners of some 2x12" planks I was building bench tops out of for six benches to go around a fire ring, and promptly reinforced my recently acquired pirate name "Thumbcutter Goodbeard". After all the whittling I did, it would still cleanly shave hair off my arm, a few licks on my strop and the hairs were jumping to get out of it's way.

Sarge