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RIV CHICA WARRIOR-WEST ? and a horseshoe story

A few years ago Liesl Chatman of Mpls rode her Riv and chased down a bike thief and apprehended his sorry whatever, thus earning the moniker RIV CHICA WARRIOR.

Now, last Friday the 18th and while riding her 2tt 59cm A. Homer Hilsen on her way back from the post office, packer-shipper Jenny has another sort of similar story, and tells it:

Around 2:45pm, I went to the post office, and on the way back, as I was riding my Homer back down our alley, I saw a silver Mercedes SUV with a man leaning out the passenger side window.  He grabbed one of the frame boxes we had placed against the side of the building for UPS pickup, and the driver started to drive away quickly.

My very first thought was, “what is this clown doing?”  I thought maybe it was a regular customer or someone we knew just fooling around with us— but as I rode up to the vehicle, it became apparent that these two guys weren’t going to stop. I rode in front of their vehicle in an attempt to stop them, or at least get them to slow down.  That was probably a dumb thing to do, but in the moment, I really couldn’t picture them running me over in broad daylight with potential witnesses and I wasn’t sure what else to do.  I never dismounted my bike, and they didn’t stop—-they swerved to get around me and slowed down enough for me to be able to grab the frame box out of the passenger’s arms.  I asked them what they thought they were doing (but a little less friendlier than that, and with an expletive or two).
Once I had the box, they began to speed away, so my immediate thought was to get their license plate number (which I did) and try to remember as much about them as I could.  I passed by Scott’s on my bike, with the frame box under my right arm and he asked if the men had just tried to steal the frame from us.  I told him yes, just as Mark began to approach me and I blurted out the license plate number, repeating it to memorize it.  Sean ran inside and grabbed a pen and paper and wrote the license plate number down while I told Mark what had just happened.  Mark called the police, we relayed the facts to them.  The smog shop a few doors down from us has it all on camera, and the police are on the case.

I’m certain  any of us here would’ve done the  same thing— I just happened to be the one who saw it all happen.  All in a day’s work, I suppose, but I’m just glad everything worked out the way it did.

Shortly after that we snapped this picture of Jenny against a white backdrop:

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Tough work if you can get it. But…fairly manly.

Hillborne rider Earl Craig of Montana makes horseshoes and I THINK is also a farrier, but of that I’m not sure. No doubt he can shoe a horse in a pinch, at least. He was here recently, and since we have horseshoes hanging around here (literally) and as heel-lo-k-tors for our PBH measuring station, Craig felt compelled to talk about horseshoes, and … I really like horseshoes and talking about them, and so it went. Then a few weeks later (yesterday), we received in the mail a photo-book of the horseshoe-making process, shown below, with captions his:

The straight-bar shoe is a therapeutic shoe. Its purpose is to protect a damaged hoof. This shoe also dissipates load over a greater bearing surface, which can be beneficial.

The classic scenarios, though, are bad hoof cracks or cracked coffin bones.

This shoe will be made out of 15 1/2-inches of 5/16 x 7/8 inch flat stock. Forge welded (no modern welding equipment used).

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The smithy (looking, for some reason, somewhat skeptical) selects some bar stock

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With the Sam Hillborne sitting somewhere off in the corner,

THE TOE BEND IS MADE

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Now one of the “hockey sticks” is forged. This will form half of the bar. Molecules are getting packed. In blacksmithing, this is called “upsetting.”

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Back in the forge. (This is a coke fire—-coke is coal with most of the impurities removed.

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Second hockey stick is now forged.

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Now a branch bend is initiated over the horn.

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Half the shoe is there.

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Some scarfing of edges is done to prepare for the weld, and the edges are overlapped. A bit of flux will be applied and then it’s into the forge for a white-hot welding heat.

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The weld is done with a hammer. (This can be done, by the way, in a gas forge as well, but it’s better in coal or coke.

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Some more work done on weld over the tip of the horn.

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At this point the fullering (grooves) and nail holes have been done —- my photographer disappeared for a while {damn guy!—G} 

Nail holes are stamped to depth, then pritchelled through.

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Time for a quick break. (Tea time without the tea.)

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The finished shoe after some rasp work and wire brushing. (Also treated with beeswax.)

THE END.

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Closeup

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Now it’s above the door. Nobody take it, please.


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