Back in 97’ or 98’ while fishing down on Lake Greeson I found a Hickory stick that I liked. It caught my attention because it had been stripped of it’s bark by a beaver. Now, Hickory is a bark that Beaver’s seldom like, so, it caught my eye. The stick was quite long and still pretty green, but it was fairly straight. Naturally I hauled it home and it stood by the fireplace, with me thinking about it, for a couple of years. I had a hiking stick on my mind.
Hickory is well known for it’s strength and being a particularly hard wood when seasoned, and this one was well seasoned. My cool Sister, Candy who is quite the Artist took it home to Centennial Colorado to carve on a bit. And a bit of carving it did take, it is well seasoned Hickory for sure.
The first year she carved a long haired, bearded mountain man on it.
The second year she sculpted a Black Bear on it.
Followed by a silhouette of a Ghost Fish.
Then the nick name that Granma’ gave me.
Who would have thought that a old stick floating in a lake could make such a light, strong, beautiful and very useful keepsake ?