I don't think there will be a next time. I'm gonna hang up my rasps & chisels I think. My eyesight and quality sensors ain't what they use to be. It's too easy for me to say, "That'll do". After my wife died, I got back into making these guns with a purpose in mind (and therapy). That was to build each of my children something to remember me by. That has been accomplished. In fact, I can also give each grandchild one now. I've now got 11 and 3 children & 7 grands. That leaves 1 for me to shoot. I have a walnut fowler I'm pretty fond of that I can't hit $#@* with but I may just stick with that one.
Yer pal, Keb
Oh, on an aside. I know this doesn't have nothin to do with anything but I just wanted to put this in print. Today would have been my wife's 62 birthday.
Happy birthday, Hon. I miss you.