Mukluks - More on the subject

It seems like every week since winter started, I have received one or two requests for my copy of the Mukluk making pamphlet that I discussed in the post below "Mukluk Central."

The cold weather must be ratcheting up the interest!

It tickles me to get these and my wife, Patsy, just giggles. She says that I should start charging for them. She's always after that extra buck. I am NOT going to charge for the copies you guys out there request, but I do hope nobody "steels" the document and starts pirating it everywhere.

I picked the pamphlet up at the Alaska State Fair in Palmer, Alaska in 1972.

Over the last couple of years, I have had in excess of thirty (30) requests for the document.

I get them from everywhere. Some even has arrived from Alaska and Canada (just today I received a second request from Canada). I had one the first part of December from a great guy in Belgium.

My new friend Sep Vandeweyer (Belgium) even responded to my request for pictures of his product. He had made a trial run by making a pair for his son.

You guys keep asking and I will keep sending it out.

Mukluk Central

It seem that this blog has become Mukluk Central. Anybody and everybody wanting to know anything about making mukluks has found it lately.

Last night I received the 15^th request for my copy of Making Mukluks And Mittens With Fur. As far as I can determine, the State of Alaska has stopped printing this pamphlet and I may have the only copy still in existence—other than those who I have provided a copy when requested.

Making Mukluks and Mittens With Fur

Now, besides requesting a copy of the pamphlet, I am being ask to provide information on hides. I used to have a couple of Beaver pelts out in the garage but my hardhearted wife made me dispose of them some time back—she’s like that sometimes. I had those pelts from way back in February of 1972 when I had purchased them at the street auction at the Anchorage Fur Rendezvous—a long time ago, but no more.

I don’t have the opportunity to do much hunting any more—maybe the best I might be able to offer up is my backyard squirrel, Toby. But if I somehow manage to capture Toby just what would I do for a back yard squirrel. I betcha that his nest up in the top of the big elm out back would be hard to find a renter for—it’s pretty a good sized nest and might suit a family of squirrels.

Toby, the only squirrel in Texas

I have convinced my grand kids that there is only one squirrel in Texas, Toby that is. When they happen to see more than one squirrel at a time, I have planted the notion in there minds that the problem exists with the vision and their brain: “Ya see, I tell them. Your brain is not processing light into and out of both eyes appropriately. The second squirrel you see is actually where Toby was in the near past.”

So if a family of squirrels moves into Toby’s nest, how will I be able to explain the new squatters to the grand kids? To much for me to think of right now so I’ll just have to pass on providing hides to those requesting them. Well at least for now.