|Let the whacking commence!|
Lee Valley also offers what they call a Froe Mallet. But I just couldn't bring myself to pay $26 for something intended to beat the snot out of a froe with, so I took the high road.
During my last walk in the woods with The Frau, I grabbed this fallen tree branch, and tossed it in my shop where it has been lying for the last couple months. It happens to be beech, and if for some reason it doesn't work out, I'll have to find another one.
I cut the ends off to make it pretty and give it a length of exactly "that feels about right." I then used a hatchet to begin the shaping of the handle. After all the bark was off where I wanted it, I finished it up with a spoke shave. I figure the rest of the bark will come off on it's own soon enough.
|This seems to work to hold this piece.|
After making sure it felt good in my hand, and chamfering the ends with the spoke shave, I declared it done.
Proudly showing it to The Frau, she took it in her hand, and with a big smile and an evil look in her eye, she said, "Is this for me?"
Perhaps I should go buy some flowers.