Feb. 12, 2016
This week I am completing the latest group of 4 Boswell builds. A 1937 era D-28 copy, a deep body 000 with sound port and edge bevel, a standard 000, and a stunning little 00-12 fret. I couldn’t be happier with the way these guitars have turned out. My new shop has everything I could ever need, both for building and repairing guitars, and it’s been such a pleasure breaking in the new space. I should be putting the finishing touches on these 4 over the next two days, then, it’s off to CA to make some deliveries. Yes, that’s right, I am personally delivering these guitars to customers. Will that always be the case? Definitely not. But, I get to take a little time, visit some current, and future customers, and have a little mini vacation. My 7-1/2 month pregnant wife insisted. This is my last time to go anywhere...ever...again. Once that baby arrives (baby number 3, mind you), it’s game over. No more traveling for quite a while. So this is it! Better enjoy this one.
I love to travel. I love to drive. I guess that’s why I don’t mind having my shop 20-25 minutes away from my house. I’ve always loved the feeling of getting in my vehicle with a destination, and sometimes without one. These days, it’s pretty much just back-and-forth from house to work, and I have to admit, I miss going places. When I was young, in high-school, I live 40 miles from my school, over a mountain pass. We lived off the grid...completely (wind generator, that my Dad and I built and put up with 5 or six of my high school buddies...a story that still makes my Dad’s knuckles white, solar panels, water pump, etc...). I would drive to San Diego at the drop of a hat to visit my sister at UCSD, and later UCSF. In college, I was in different bands that traveled all over the place. I loved driving. Once, my bandmates and I left Park City, UT in the middle of the night, in the middle of a snow storm, and drove all night to get back home to San Luis Obispo, CA. I’m not sure how long it took, but it was looooong. As an adult, I have driven my family from the Central Coast of CA all the way to Yakima, WA at the very least a dozen times. At first, it was just my wife and I, then, it was us with the dog, then with our son, and now with our daughter, it’s the five of us, and soon to be the six of us. Jeez. So, it’s nice to be able to get back to my traveling roots a bit, and get some alone time in the truck. I may even camp and just sleep in the back of my truck on this trip. Another thing I used to love to do! A trip like this is just what I need after completing a group of guitars. Kind of a celebration.
I’ll be meeting with friends, and artists at the Terrapin Crossroads in San Raphael this coming Monday, Feb. 15 at noon. I’ll have all four guitars to show. After that, it’s down to my old stomping grounds in San Luis Obispo, CA. I’ll be hanging out at the location of my old shop, Butch’s Guitar & Repair, now Steve’s Guitar Shoppe in the Creamery. I’ll be there all day Tuesday and Wednesday, Feb. 16 and 17. Customers will be picking up their guitars, but they should be there for a good portion of that time to see, hear, and play. It’s going to be a fun trip. Hope to see some familiar faces while I’m there!