When I decided to set up Peening Day you can imagine I got a few funny looks from friends, even the ones who also mow with a scythe. So when I adjusted the name to International Peening Day it was even harder to convince them it’s not a joke.
Well, tomorrow is the day and I’ve had responses from folk around the UK, in Austria, New Zealand, Czech Republic, Germany, Sweden, USA and Canada who will all be sharpening and peening. Please send a photo of your peening and I will post them up here.
If you’re starting out on your own and can’t find a teacher then I would recommend watching the peening videos from Neil Dudman. There are videos of working with the peening jig, anvil, testing the edge and more.
It always amazes me the power of the internet to connect people who share a common interest. After I posted about the launch of our Dunfanaghy curach, 369starchild wrote: August 1969 Inishere, Galway Bay, Michie Conneelly built me a 3 man Aran cwrwch. I was inspired to go there by James Hornell’s paper 1937 “The Curraghs of Ireland”
I have many pics taken during the building. If you want to see them contact me on email address.
Well, of course I wanted to see them and my email brought this wonderful reply from Alan Byde: Enthusiasm for the oldest form of boat continues. I was inspired first by meeting a bloke, Eustace (?) at Ironbridge with his Severn coracle. 1967. I was paddling a w/w kayak at the time. I entered the coracle carefully, paddled away using sculling strokes and returned to his surprise. “They usually fall in” he said sounding disappointed. Then I found James Hornell’s collection of papers for the Mariners’ Mirror, circa 1937. Still available from Greenwich Maritime Museum. Then a canoeing solicitor from Southampton suggested I contact Michie Conneelly, West Village, Inishere, Aran by Galway. I did and he invited us to camp on his piece of sand. Michie must be long dead by now but his family flourishes. My currach “Saint Caoman” (Kevaughan) was launched by the priest and blessed. I am NOT religious, but as he said “It is of and from this island so I bless it for the island.” Saint Caoman circa 6th C was a farmer, fisherman, teacher and had “power over winds, mists and storms”. He obviously kept an eye on the weather. I have many sketches of details on the currach, too many to send off now but I will if you are interested. The curragh weighed about 200+ pounds so it didn’t do the Hillman Minx suspension any favours. We travelled from Doolin, aka Roadford, to Oxford where we lived. I took corners carefully. The B&W sketch for the mag. “Afloat” is a fairly accurate image. I know, I helped to build it, photograph and Isketchedit. I asked Michie how long did it usually take to build? He said two men in a hurry with everything to hand could do it in two days. This boat took a fortnight of easy work with visits to the two bars on the island. I am pushing 84 now, but that craft is too important. I was a sea kayaker for 40 years and there are five books published about that. The pic of the Inuit in a Umiak shows how near the two boats are. I feel certain that Inuit crossed the N Atlantic millennia ago. The pic of a curragh circa 1937 was taken by Hornell. My curragh was built from that workshop in 1969. St Caoman eventually arrived at St Fagan’s museum, Cardiff.
As promised, Alan has sent more details and photos and promised even more which I’ll post shortly.
Sunday was a gorgeous blue-skied day and perfect weather to take the curach out for it’s public launch at Bowness in the Lake District. Edward was already there when Ian, Susan and I arrived and we carried the curach down to the shore to wait for our small group of invited guests. With hardly a breath of wind the sailing crowd were keeping themselves busy with polishing and cleaning and the only boats on Windermere were other rowing boats and a few small motor boats. We’d elected Edward to make the maiden voyage. He’s the most experienced curach-man among us, it will be his boat and I think he was the most excited to be finally getting on the water. He didn’t argue and, once the friends were gathered and cameras poised, he stepped nimbly in and was given a friendly push out onto the lake. We were fortunate to have Florence Acland to take these professional photos for us to capture the occasion.
What a glorious moment; the curach slid smoothly out, barely touching the water and Edward gave us a demonstration of quick and nimble the boat is by turning and spinning it almost on itself. I was surprised how much power the narrow oars provided and they were more than enough for the lightweight craft. Of course we couldn’t get away from the ‘Three Men in a Boat’ tag so we called Edward back to let Ian and I join him for a photocall. On top of his reluctance to stop playing, Edward was somewhat dubious about this venture; the curach is only 10ft long and not really designed to carry three men but we assured him it would be fine. We climbed carefully in and sat ourselves fore and aft as comfortably as possible on the hazel ribs. I’m no sailor and much happier with my feet on dry land but there’s a special thrill in building a boat yourself and getting out on the water in it. The curach is wonderfully stable and even with all of us in barely drew any draft. Sitting low in the boat with just a sheet of canvas between me and the water gave a wonderful feeling of closeness to the lake. Ian had had the forethought to bring a bottle of holy water (from the Bushmills distillery) which we used to toast our success.
The morning continued with people taking turns out on the water either as skipper or passenger. Edward’s daughter Florence announced she wants one for her birthday while Ian and I made plans for a 16ft model complete with sail and we all felt very proud of such a simple yet sophisticated craft.
As part of the day the curach was officially named: Chough II. This is part in tribute to Edward’s original curach Chough and partly for the Irish Chough (Pyrrhocorax pyrrhocorax), a glossy black bird with long curved red bill, red legs, and a loud, ringing call. Also known as ‘sea-crow’, it is a buoyant and acrobatic bird which is under threat and makes a fitting emblem for the curach.
Today we took the curach to Farfield Mill, Sedbergh where it will be on display for the whole of April as part of the Coppice Association’s ‘Story of Coppice‘ exhibition. If you’re in the area, call in and have a look at her and all the other wonderful craft on display.
I just found this tv programme from last year’s Haymaking Festival in Transylvania. This year’s event is on 19-26 August 2012 in Gyimes, Transylvania. Follow the link to read about last year’s festival.
To book a place, contact Barbara Knowles a british biologist and science policy adviser to the Society of Biology, UK who works with the Pogány-havas Association. Visit herTreasures of Transylvania website for more on the region.
While I’ve been away on holiday in Austria raking a hay meadow Edward and Romola have been busy at Sprint Mill painting the curach with bitumen roofing paint ready for the launch in Windermere on Sunday March 25th. Fingers crossed that three coats is enough.
The day finally arrived last week to skin the curach. To be honest, this is one of the parts we’ve had some trepidation about; the instructions we’re working with get a bit vague at this stage and sewing isn’t a key skill within the team. Nevertheless we set to and, as you’ll see from the photos, did a pretty good job. Between this and the last meeting, Edward had fitted the fixed seat so there was nothing to stop us. We’ve chosen a single layer of 12oz canvas for this 10ft curach. Many craft use a heavier canvas or double skin but we want to keep it as light as possible and, as a boat for the Lake District, it will never have the beating that a true sea-going curach would. Fortunately, the canvas is available in wide enough pieces to go right across our hull without seams. Starting from the centre we stretched the canvas across the hull and tacked it in place using roofing nails. It’s tough on your hands trying to pull a 6ft wide sheet tight but tapping the skin afterwards we got a very satisfying sound which we took to mean it was good enough. From there it’s a case of sewing in some tucks at bow and stern to fit the skin around the curved shape. A perusal of Edward’s little curach made by Jack Robinson revealed that he’d somehow fitted the skin without a single tuck but we were definitely going to need them. Even Ian was drafted in to do some sewing and gradually it all came together – we can each identify our own tucks from ten paces.
Everything will be coated with several coats of bitumen paint to waterproof it then there’s a few bits and pieces still to fit but otherwise it’s all there. The excitement is mounting, especially as we’ve now set a date for an official launch and rashly invited the local press to attend.
Can’t finish without an ‘admiring’ photo of Ian and Edward with our handiwork.
I’m on holiday this week in Austria and, with spring well on the way over here, Christiane and I spent a few hours together raking the meadow she mows. This is public land by the apartments where Christiane lives and which she has been managing since 2008. At 3500m2 it’s a decent piece of land to take care of with the scythe.
Raking is an important first job in the meadow to clear out rubbish, rocks and the dead grass which would otherwise form a tough thatch at the base of the sward. We also have chance to look at the vegetation in the meadow and get an idea of the mowing to come. Lots of long dead grass show areas of faster growing plants which should be mown first so they don’t get too long. New tussocky growth, patches of moss and the first signs of weeds all tell us something about the different areas.
As if the pleasure of being out in the sunshine doing enjoyable work with good company wasn’t enough, I found €20 dropped in the grass so ice creams all round to finish off the work!
Only two weeks now until International Peening Day on April 1st so, in preparation, I thought I’d offer some instruction on making a simple and lightweight peening bench. While the best support for a peening anvil or jig is probably a solid block set into the ground, a bench is a useful piece of kit. It takes up little space and can be easily taken to festivals or to a friend’s house for a pleasant afternoon’s peening.
It’s important that the anvil or jig sits on a post to carry the force of the hammer blows to the ground. Rather than a large log this can be a 4″x3″ or similar post which is then stabilised by adding the seat.
The seat rails are simply screwed into the seat and slide into a carved housing on either side of the post. Hazel sticks make effective back legs and knock out for transportation.
The exact dimensions of the bench will depend on your body. Adjust the seat height so you are sitting comfortably with your thighs parallel to the ground. The height of the top of the post is set to position the working surface of your jig or anvil in line with the top of your thighs so the blade can be supported by your legs while peening. I use a short flat anvil and a specially made extra-tall narrow anvil so my post has two levels, make yours to fit your equipment.
That’s it, get hammering!
Last summer my friend Susan came on one of my ‘Learn to Mow’ courses. A few days later I went over to her house to help her mow the grass on her own land. This gave me the opportunity to offer a bit of extra advice on her mowing technique. To aid with this I decided to film her so she could see the movements I was trying to raise her awareness of.
It was such a lovely day and the grass was cutting sweetly so I shot some extra footage and have finally got around to editing it into a short film. Keep in mind that Susan has had one day of tuition only a week or so before this. What I’m really pleased with is that Susan’s mowing is relaxed and comfortable; we’re working but we’re not sweating or straining. She’s cutting neatly and enjoying the process, the loudest things in this video are the birds and the wind.
This is what I teach people when they come on my courses and how I want them to experience mowing with a scythe.
Another full day of work on the curach and suddenly it’s all come together. It’s amazing how long it’s taken to tie on all the laths and we’ve put quite a bit of time into getting the curves of the bow and stern just right using more of the hazel rods. This is going to make the boat what it is so it’s worth spending the time.
We did a final check and adjustment of all the couples positions then came the time to turn the curach over to work from the top – an easy job with such a lightweight boat, we’ll have to weigh it when the skins on.
While Ian and I trimmed and wedged the couples in their final position, Edward planed down the oars. Curach oars have a very particular design, only 2″ wide with a wide wooden block called a ‘bull’ which acts as the pivot. Since the thole pin passes through a hole in the bull it means you can release the oars while working without the danger of losing them.
It doesn’t sound like a lot but there’s a lot of thought in each step and some time spent just standing to admire our work so far. The fixed seat will go in next and then we’re on to fitting the canvas skin.
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