spoon carving first steps.... The best bits.

Jon Mac.Photographer.I live on Dartmoor in the south west of the British Isles.I am a folk artist who carves green wood with three edge tools. Axe, knife and hook knife. I carve spoons and drinking vessels. In the past I served with our local S.A.R. Team up on the Moor.I have a spoon carving blog at www.spooncarvingfirststeps.com ......................

Boat drinks.
Beesands beach.
South Devon.

Boat drinks.

Beesands beach.

South Devon.

Wistman’s wood.
Dartmoor.
"Scarce hoarier seems the ancient Wood
Whose shivered trunks of age declare
What scath of tempests they have stood
In the rock’s crevice rooted there;
Yet still young foliage, fresh and fair,
Springs forth each mossy bough to dress,
And bid e’en Dartmoor’s valleys share
A Forest-wilderness”.
Sophie Dixon -1829.
http://www.legendarydartmoor.co.uk/wistman.htm

Wistman’s wood.

Dartmoor.

"Scarce hoarier seems the ancient Wood

Whose shivered trunks of age declare

What scath of tempests they have stood

In the rock’s crevice rooted there;

Yet still young foliage, fresh and fair,

Springs forth each mossy bough to dress,

And bid e’en Dartmoor’s valleys share

A Forest-wilderness”.

Sophie Dixon -1829.

http://www.legendarydartmoor.co.uk/wistman.htm

Beautiful Dartmoor.
Jon Mac.

Beautiful Dartmoor.
Jon Mac.

Well, here you have it.
The ACME of survival spoons.
Working closely with Kevin Endicott of Endicotts Army Surplus Store, Exeter.
I have produced the first of a batch of bushcraft/survival spoons with a fully functioning compass housing.

MaChris bushcraft/carver.

Sandvic 14C28N.

Stabilised Polypore handle material.

Design-Jon Mac

Creator-Chris Grant

Dartmoor sunset.
Dartmoor.
Devon.

Dartmoor sunset.

Dartmoor.

Devon.

spokesandspoons:

St Brevins les pins, playing and our ship for the night, some excellent tan lines that i’ve been working on, the woes of multiple punctures, a Jon Mac inspired spoon making session, crossing on a transporter bridge.. and we stumble upon a nudist beach where Marcus immediately settles in..

My mates on a bicycling/spooncarving adventure.

This year at the Wilderness Gathering I was honoured to be crowned
The Wasp King!

Last year at the show we had quite a few visiting wasps and hornets, some folk don’t rub along with these creatures too well, my super mate Kaya, being one of them.
She is a dancer and even resorted to a wasp dance to charm the stripy, buzzing creatures away.
I’m lucky to be able, on the whole, to simply ask that they leave. This usually works - much to the amazement of others.
So it came to pass that Kaya decided I would be crowned the Wasp King…

My good friend Terry Longhurst, Scout leader and fine carver was sharing a beer with me at the days end. I noticed Kaya approach and Sarah with the camera….

There was something afoot….
After an explanation I was soon crowned.

The Wasp king !!!

Kaya even wrote a poem for the occasion.


The Wasp King.
He’s Lord of the woods.
The spider in the web.
The shepherd of the wasps.
The keeper of keys.
The fire in the hornets nest.
The sailor of the sky.
Protector of the realm.
Saviour of the lost and confused.
He is King, the Wasp King, with the golden crown.
© Kaya Strachan

I can’t tell you how much we laughed that evening and during the following days of the show.
Thank you so much Kaya.
And thank you to all the friends I caught up with.
Terry, if you read this, I’ll chip carve your spoon when you come down to visit next.

J.