The time has come, the walrus said, to speak of many things (Lewis Carrol, The Walrus and the Carpenter). And now we have to put on a spurt of effort and actually finish the thing. Literally. Among the major projects done since my last post, the biggest is the minute work. Clockspeak, of course. In my case this is a misnomer. The Center Wheel revolves at a majestic rate of one revolution per hour. Great thing for a minute hand! But, as you will immediately see, this is not really cool for the hour hand. In one hour, given our 12-hour dials, the hour hand has to go round 1/12 the distance. (12 hours in one half-day). So what to we do? Add more gears, of course. Now I had cut these gears on the bandsaw long ago. But now we have to depth the wheels and pinions. Clockspeak rears its ugly head again. Remember, big gear is a wheel, small gear is a pinion. Depthing means make them run freely. Book recommends sandpaper. I found a better way. Mr Wilding didn't know about Dremel tools or he would have done this himself. Book published in 2002 or so.
This bit done, the we are almost through the major work on the clock. So the big moment has arrived. The clock was taken apart. If you make a clock, you will soon learn that the fate of a clock is to be taken apart. I handed the clock over to John. He is to make it look pretty. He is very, very, good at that.
Endless details. I have to smooth out the escape wheel. I have to make the pendulum... never mind. Progress is progress.
While all this is going on I am setting up to make my next clock. It will not be a wooden clock. And that is all I will say at this point. But clockmaking is not a hobby. It is an obsession.
Early summer harvest
2 months ago