Well, I kind-of made a mistake yesterday morning. I was in the shop a little early getting a head start on some neck making. While searching through what I had assumed to be a scrap pile of wood shoved off into the corner of the shop, I found a rather large piece of a darker colored wood that had a headstock for a P-bass drawn on it with the bottom half cut off. Since it looked like a scrapped piece of wood, and it had nice resonance to it, I figured I would rescue this little gem from the trash and make a guitar neck out of it.
Well, that just started it right there. I cut the front profile rough out and draw the detailed outlines. Nice tight grain, really heavy, but still it has a nice ring to it. So, I proceeded to use the thickness sander on it. Little by little, I start sanding it down. I kept thinking to myself, "This looks like Koa... I hope it's not something that Gary or someone else was going to use...". Being that it was too late to go back and not use it, I kept sanding it down. Gary saw it and pondered over it momentarily, then went back to his business. Shortly after, the sander made a loud band a the paper broke off inside. That was bad, leaving burn marks on the mystery wood's surface. We struggle with the replacement paper and finally Tim and I manage to string 'er up. For the rest of the morning, I set that neck aside, wondering what I may have inadvertently ruined by doing so.
After the class was over yesterday, Matt, John and I all decided to work on our projects after hours at the shop, hoping to get things done while we had a chance. I spent a great portion of the evening sanding down this mystery neck. It was too hard to be Koa... I still couldn't nail it. I finished getting its profile sanded and the headstock rounded out and I was excited to see it get so far. The headstock will be scooped, and the back needs to be carved, but all together it'll make a nice neck.
Later that night (around 1am or so when the three of us finally came back home from the shop), I encountered fellow student Dave sitting at the planning table. He had just got back from partying with our instructors Tim and Gary at a bluegrass club in Atlanta with other student Josh as well. Dave proceeded to add to a humorous comment by Matt calling me "the wood nazi", and in doing so he mentioned that Gary had said something about it too. The mystery wood was/is Bubinga. That makes sense now. Unfortunately, what I didn't realize is that some of that stuff is not scrap, but it's stuff that both Gary and Tim own and are planning to build with. Again, it looked discarded, but I may have been wrong. If I was, then I will gladly pay for that Bubinga board that I made into a fine neck. I'll just pay Gary about $40 and be done with it. I'm not trying to freeload on anything, just thought it was garbage and I wanted to rescue it from damnation. I may have damned my self in the process.