I was given this bit of Apple wood months ago, from a Finnish man named Mika. I met him whilst training as a Wilderness Guide – he was one of the assessors for the practical exams. A nice guy through and through, we got chatting regularly and conversation somehow ended up being about knives, bushcraft, whittling and spoons (as it does). He mentioned he might have some interesting bits of wood that he could give me for my spoon project.
A few weeks later he joined us for the Bear Ski, and upon returning back to college he presented me with 2 beautiful bits of Apple from the back of his car. They twisted slightly and were naturally curved upwards at the sides – I think the inside of the wood must have rotted away.
I couldn’t think of a name for this one, so decided to go with the Cinnamon Spoon. This was made over a few evenings last week. I was going to make one in Apple but it was so hard I decided to leave it for another day when I had more time. This juniper felt like butter compared to the Apple and came together quickly. I have already used some of this juniper for Spoon 17 – The Japanese Sushi Server in Juniper (I have later realised that they don’t use spoons in sushi).
My June Microadventure was spent with friends from the UK on an Island that from a bird’s eye view looked like a penis. It was actually a few days before midsummers in Finland, but the night was so beautiful, long and otherwordly that it felt like the true midsummers this year for me. (The actual midsummers was spent at a laavu in Seitseminen National Park with 2 random Finnish guys who were out-of-their-minds drunk).
Midsummer is exactly what it sounds like, the halfway point of the year, where the days are long and the nights are short. The further north you head the longer the days, and here the sun rose at roughly 03:42 and set at 23:09, meaning throughout the night it felt like twilight.
This is from a bit of wood that I smuggled back into the UK from Finland, its from one piece of a suitcase full. Each bit of wood with a different charm, hence the reason for transporting them 1000s of miles home. This is the third spoon from this particular tree – an ancient dead standing pine that I was using for firewood whilst on a 10 days solo ski through Finnish Lapland. The other spoons were: The Three Bear’s Porridge Spoon and The Necklace Spoon. The beauty of this pine is that is has grown so slowly due to the conditions it was in – high in the North of Lapland where the Winters are long and harsh and the summers are short, bright and relatively hot with poor soil conditions. This means that the wood grows very slowly creating a hard, close grained pine.
Stilllll a few weeks behind. I found this bit of wood in an abandoned sauna’s log store in Finland. It was as hard as hell and nice and dry. So I picked it up and it has been on my shelf since then. It was a pain to carve as there were a lot of knots in the top. It also took way longer than I thought it would – I think because it was quite a chunky design.
I’m still a few weeks behind but finished this curvy one last week. A Frenchman named Thierry chose this bit of wood for me… He picked it up from a log pile and said ‘this will make a good spoon’ – at the time I wasn’t that interested but took the wood anyway out of politeness.
The curve in the wood was barely changed, that’s what it was like after being split. Glad I kept it as it turned out much better than I could have imagined. Beautiful bit of wood and makes a nice change going with the ebb and flow of the wood. There was a nervy moment where the wood split, but I managed to work around this.