I spent Sunday with my youngest Grandson. We shot some arrows at the target then went out back and killed a few dozen stumps. when we got back to the house he showed me his string was getting bad so it was time to teach him how to make a new one. When we were done he asked if I could use some more bees wax and of course I said yes. He went to the car and got me a cake that is about a pound. It seems his other Grandpa gave him a barrel of the stuff and told him to clean it up and sell it but I got a free one. I'm set for wax for a long time.
Wow...the spirit of trad runs in your family! Hats off to both of you!
Nice!!!!