I was siting outside on a sawed off cedar tree stump somewhere in the northwest corner of the langara golf course. The slightly radioactive acid rain, that Vancouver is so well known for, was coming down hard, and one of Churchill’s PE classes had the unfortunate luck of having to run the trail that surrounds the golf course that fall day.
I wasn’t getting wet, well at least not as wet as the high-school kids. I was perched on top of my hidden stump underneath a large conifer, -either douglas fir or spruce, I can’t remember- working a little piece of glass-buttes obsidian. I had roughed out the preform the night before and during my 50 minute break in between geology and anthropology I decided that I would attempt the second or third Clovis point of my knapping career..
All went according to plan the first nipple was set up perfectly. I wrapped my leather around the preform tightly… I set it on my thigh and swung… Bam! Right on target. The first flute is always like that. It ran about half way up the preform and was wide and flat. Beauty.
The second flute came out almost as good as the first except the angle of the swing was slightly different or the edge of the preform made the flute fall just short of the length of the first.. This is how she turned out.
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