WOW! There is not enough time in the world to tell you about my last seven day. I arrived in Eureka spring a week ago Friday, and totally fell in love with that town. It is hard to distinguish if it is the people or the town, I met so many different individuals and they were all wonderful. I was invited by Doug Stowe. He has a Blog called Wisdom of The Hands, teaches a few days a week at the Clear Springs School, and is an excellent woodworker. I taught with him for three days and had a blast. We worked with kids 1st to 7th grades. It was a lively three days to say the least. Doug’s kids have expierience with woodworking, so they had the ability to take it to the whistle project to the next level. I also spent one day at the Eureka Springs School of Art teaching adults how to turn. The whole seven days is a blur of activity in my head. I stayed at the home of Leroy and Sally Gorrell. They were incredible hosts. Their house was a place where many wonderful people converged. I left with the knowledge that I would return at some point to visit all my new friends. You will be able to read about my time in Eureka Springs in my upcoming book -Seven Days in Eureka-(joke) but I really could write a novella about my week there. I left Eureka Springs Thursday morning and headed to Blanchard springs in the Ozark National Forest. I camped overnight at the park. What an incredible place! There is a cavern , a beautiful spring coming out of the side of a rock cliff, and incredible crystal clear river that I sat in for a couple of hours (in my lawn chair). We had some rough weather in the night , but when you have no television it seems more like entertainment. I headed out Friday morning for Bull Shoals State Park. It must be the trout fishing capitol of the world. The park was wonderful and I was able to sneak in a bike ride before lights out. I got up yesterday morning and went to Lakeview to give a day long demo for the Ozark Woodturners. We had fun , and it was especially exciting for me because there were lots of good questions.
I came to Arkansas thinking where the hell am I? And I leave Arkansas thinking that is one of the most beautiful friendly places I have ever been. I am heading toward Athens Georgia – slowly.