Completing Workbench Mortises (a semi-misadventure)
When I last left the oak Roubo bench 4+ years ago it was still quite ways from being done (one of the great benefits of building a bench a la David Baron is that it can get done in a week). The leg tenons were all cut, but only two of the dovetailed mortises and none of the rectangular mortises, so clearly a lot of drilling and chopping was in store. There was nothing exceptional about the task or process other than it required flipping the top a couple of times to get the job done. The last two dovetailed open mortises took about an hour to knock out.
Drilling and chopping the closed mortises went smoothly. For three of the four. And the fourth? Grrrrr! For some inexplicable reason I switched from a Forstner-style bit to a long auger bit for my drill, and it went astray. Not just astray but bound tighter than a drum and would not move forward or backward (a theme that was not yet fully played out). After a lot of fussing and fuming I was eventually forced to drive it through the other face using my sledge hammer. Sheer brute force. I was reminded of my late friend Mel Wachowiak’s quip, “With enough force you can pull he tail off a living cow.” Or drive a 7/8 auger bit through an inch of solid oak.
This blew out a chunk of the face adjacent to the mortise, leaving me less cheery than you might expect, my anger being tempered only by the fact that all this damage took place on the underside of the slab. An hour later I had knitted together all the splintered wood and glued it back in place to leave overnight. In the end it was a patience-expanding experience.
The good news is that the repaired place (epoxy and shavings filled) held up perfectly when chopping the mortise in that area. The repair felt just like the adjacent wood and held a nice crisp corner with no chipping or fracture.
So now the mortises were all done and seemed to provide a nice snug fit, and I was looking forward to driving the legs home in the morning.
Oh, about that…
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