This past weekend, and the end of Project #8
Friday night when I got home from open mic, I pulled into the garage and thought I’d finish taking the design off the alder. Breaking all the rules of knife usage, I pulled the blade toward me and ended up using my middle fingertip as a stop. Doh! You can see where I superglued it. Superglue fixes everything! And the band-aid? That would be where I sawed myself cutting out a piece of purpleheart for project #9. The blade broke through the last bit of wood and finished its downward trajectory right across my finger.

Truly, a person like myself has no business using tools. And the razorblade cut made guitar impossible for the rest of the weekend. I kill me. Or I might, given enough time and a handful of tools.
Anyway…
I went out Saturday morning to rout. There are no pictures of the process, as I didn’t have a single set of juiced-up batteries. I routed the alder, and had a few booboos. When I was done, I found that the piece dropped right in! Bonus, right? Only it dropped right in because it was way too oversized. Bad news dude, especially in a wood as light as alder.
Which is how I ended up routing a new piece out of a scarp of cocobolo. Amazingly, I was able to rout the straight lines beautifully on 5 of the 6 sides. I don’t know what the hell happened on the 6th side, but I do know that if I’m going to overshoot on routing, it’s going to be in that lower right-hand side of a design; it’s happened over and over again. I don’t know what the issue is: visual? Mental block?
Visual is a real probability, and I was really frustrated this time around about not being able to see around the metal Stew-Mac router base. I am very seriously considering (read: in my mind, it’s already bought) the clear-based Luthier’s Mercantile router base. It’s spendy, almost 3x the cost of the Stew-Mac one. But I am already visually impaired; the opaque metal base only makes things worse. I tell myself that I’ll earn that money back on the wood I’m NOT throwing into the scrap pile, and on the time I will not waste doing everything twice. If I were mechanically inclined, and adequately tooled, I’d make my own. However, those without skills pay for our lack, as I will.
In any case, 5/6th brilliantly routed still qualifies as great improvement, and I can be proud of that. Only 16% of my routing sucked this time. I carefully saved the sawdust from routing, and filled it in with that and some superglue. I used the medium this time. I did the bulk of the routing with the 1/8” bit, and then cleaned up with the 1/32”. I let it sit the rest of the day and overnight so I could sand Sunday.

After sanding with 80-grit, I vacuumed up all the dust and found I had pits where there wasn’t enough superglue. No doubt that’s where the biggest gaps were.

I filled it, let it dry, and sanded it. This of course put more dust in the glue, which I dutifully picked out, reglued, and let dry. This is how a 25-minute sanding job becomes an all-day project. If I could figure out how to keep the sawdust out of the glue when I sand it, I would be a hap-hap-happy woman. Is it too warm in the shop, and even glue that seems cured is still flexible enough? I don’t know. Maybe I need to consider epoxy. Does it dry harder? The sawdust also gets into the pores of the wood, and while it takes no effort to get it into the pores, no effort I’ve made to get it out seems to work. I’ve used water and elbow grease, but it doesn’t get it all. I suppose I could invest in only ebony and rosewood ground wood, as it has smaller pores, and is likely what I’d be working on, guitar-wise. It’s a shame; cocbolo is so pretty.
I finished it up, got it as clean as I could, and put a good coat of Tung oil on it, and let it dry overnight. Here she is:

You can see the fillerama on the right side (even if I squint, I can’t pass it off as a possible grain line), but I think the routing along the other 5 sides looks pretty good. I’m quite pleased; which only makes the bad one that much more annoying. Not a bad result, overall, but not the inlay result of my dreams. My mental images outstrip my skill by miles and miles. I need to remind myself that my expectations at this point in the process are what are unreasonable, rather than the results I’m getting.

























