Are there any wood shops where I could bring in my own wood and work on it in Las Vegas?

Question

I really like working with wood and I'd be willing to pay a monthly membership and sign a liability release. Sometimes I'm working on a project and only need a few different tools for a few minutes, but I don't have the space or money to buy them just to have them sit doing nothing 95% of the time. What was the point of wood shop in high school if there's nowhere after that to go try it. A shop with kilns for clay and glass work would also be nice.

Answer 1

My mom remarried and informed me we were moving to Las Vegas. As soon as we moved I discovered our new place of residence really sucked. I sank into the teenage rebellion mode. The first day at a new school was absolute culture shock. I was the only kid wearing worn out Levi's, T-shirt and tennis shoes, while all of the other guys wore pressed slacks, ironed sport shirts and real leather shoes. Nobody wanted to make friends with me.



After a few weeks I became acquainted with a Santa Monica transplant named Roger. Although Roger was more or less accepting the Las Vegas desert lifestyle, he still talked about running away from home and going back to the beach. However, Roger just didn't have the means to follow through with his fantasy.



By March of 1961 my stepfather injured his knee playing golf. He had to return to Orange County for surgery, leaving me and my mom behind. After a couple of weeks my mom informed me we also needed to go back for a week or two because she needed to look in on my stepfather who was now in the Long Beach Veterans Hospital and not doing well. He apparently suffered a stroke after surgery. This visit coincided with spring break and my old pals in Orange County were out of school for a whole week! Was I stoked to be going back home or what?



As soon as we arrived at our hotel in Orange County I began frantically calling everyone I knew. Those few months in Las Vegas seemed like a lifetime for me and I had a lot of catching up to do. When I called my friend Joe Potter he invited me to go to the beach the next day with him and his brother Norman. My mom said it was OK and I set the alarm clock for 6 a.m. and packed a lunch.



I woke up before the alarm went off and hurried out the door taking only the bare essentials for a day at the beach. The weather was perfect, as a Santa Ana wind condition was developing and there wasn't a hint of marine layer or overcast. Joe lived about a mile away and I ran all the way to his house without stopping.



When I arrived Joe was in the front yard rubbing what turned out to be parafin wax onto the deck of two surfboards. "Are we taking these surfboards to the beach with us?" I asked with total surprise and breathless excitement. "Yeah, what did you think we were going to with them? Norm's driving us to River Jetty in my mom's car and we'll be there all day." Oh wow, we were going surfing. THIS WAS MY VERY FIRST TIME!!!". I was so excited I couldn't see straight. I almost peed my pants as I danced around with excitement.



River Jetty is the terminus of a flood control channel located between Newport Beach and Huntington Beach. The water was so shallow at that time you could walk from the ends of the two jetties all the way to the Pacific Electric Red Car train track bridge and the Pacific Coast Highway. Occasionally, there were stingrays basking on the sandy bottom so you had to be careful not to step on any. Waves broke between the two jetties and they would roll almost all the way to the train track. It was perfect for beginners.



Joe and Norman had already been surfing for several months after seeing the movie "Gidget" and they knew how to act and 'talk the talk'. Between the two of them they had a balsa wood Hobie and a pink and white splash-pigmented Velzy. Once the boards were loaded into the car we were on our way. Norm collected gas money from us and a few more coins for cigars. Norm said we were required to to surf with a cigar in our mouth just like Kahuna. "Who the hell is Kahuna?" I asked. They both turned around and looked at me like I was brain dead or something. "Don't you know who the Kahuna is? He's the surfer of surfers. So just shut up and give us your money, yah dip ****!". I reluctantly obeyed and pretended I wasn't really a dip ****, but I knew that I was. I didn't need to be reminded that I lived 300 miles inland. In dreaded LAS VEGAS!



As it turned out we were three of the very few surfers at River jetty that day, and for the whole week actually. We traded off using the two surfboards until late in the afternoon each day. The weather was perfect and easy small waves were breaking between the jetties. I focused on chasing the whitewater, as it made it easy for a beginner like me to paddle into their path and wait to be propelled toward shore. It didn't take more that a couple of days before I was standing up and riding the entire length of the two jetties. By the end of the week I could even knee paddle like the Potter brothers and keep my lit cigar dry.

Answer 2

History

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As a ten year old growing up in Orange County in the mid 50's I helped a neighbor unload a car full of lumber into his garage. It turned out to be a load of balsa wood and I got to help with building the first surfboard I had ever seen from start-to-finish. Sweeping up the mess and fetching tools was mostly my contribution. Upon smelling the freshly cut wood and polyester resin I was hooked. The leftover balsa wood scraps were mine to keep, making countless model surfboards. Although my friends and I were avid inflatable raft surfers who frequented Corona del Mar and Newport Beach, we had never seen anyone with a surfboard or even riding one for that matter.By the time I was in the eighth grade I was making my own skim boards, I had a steady girlfriend and a close-knit circle of friends. We spent warm summer days riding waves on our canvas rafts at 15th Street in Newport or at the pier.



Then tragedy struck!

My mom remarried and informed me we were moving to Las Vegas. As soon as we moved I discovered our new place of residence really sucked. I sank into the teenage rebellion mode. The first day at a new school was absolute culture shock. I was the only kid wearing worn out Levi's, T-shirt and tennis shoes, while all of the other guys wore pressed slacks, ironed sport shirts and real leather shoes. Nobody wanted to make friends with me.



After a few weeks I became acquainted with a Santa Monica transplant named Roger. Although Roger was more or less accepting the Las Vegas desert lifestyle, he still talked about running away from home and going back to the beach. However, Roger just didn't have the means to follow through with his fantasy.



By March of 1961 my stepfather injured his knee playing golf. He had to return to Orange County for surgery, leaving me and my mom behind. After a couple of weeks my mom informed me we also needed to go back for a week or two because she needed to look in on my stepfather who was now in the Long Beach Veterans Hospital and not doing well. He apparently suffered a stroke after surgery. This visit coincided with spring break and my old pals in Orange County were out of school for a whole week! Was I stoked to be going back home or what?



As soon as we arrived at our hotel in Orange County I began frantically calling everyone I knew. Those few months in Las Vegas seemed like a lifetime for me and I had a lot of catching up to do. When I called my friend Joe Potter he invited me to go to the beach the next day with him and his brother Norman. My mom said it was OK and I set the alarm clock for 6 a.m. and packed a lunch.

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Wood, a 6-foot-4, 210-pound quarterback from Houston Second Baptist, is already ranked as the nation's No. 7 pro-style passer and had scholarship offers from coast to coast before committing to Texas in February. But there he was Saturday, firing passes all over the practice field at UNLV and sweating in 105-degree heat at the Elite 11 Regional in Las Vegas.







Earning an invite to the prestigious Elite 11 Quarterback Camp has long been a goal for Connor Wood.

For all his accolades and scholarship offers, Wood still had one major goal he wanted to add to his r?m? an invitation to the prestigious Elite 11 Quarterback Camp.



"This is a long-term goal for me," said Wood, who was one of the top passers in the event that was loaded with blue-chip quarterbacks from all over the nation. "As a high school athlete when I was a freshman, I looked on Rivals.com and saw all the Elite 11 guys compete on those videos. I made that as my goal. I told myself I wanted ? to come here to Vegas, compete and hopefully get the invite and play in California."



Time will tell if Wood will earn an invitation, but he did everything in his power to impress at the event. Overall, Wood was a little inconsistent and not as sharp as anticipated. But with his size, footwork and pocket presence, there's still plenty to work with for the future Longhorn.



Wood ? along with other talented passers such as Brett Nottingham, Garrett Grayson, Tyler Shreve, Tyler Bray, Nick Hirschman, Stephen Kaiser, Stephen Morris and Chase Rettig ? definitely caught the eye of the event instructors with a solid all-around effort.



"I thought I had a great day," Wood said. "I didn't get to warm up since I got here a little late. I quickly got into it and all the drills. The receivers were great, and there were some great quarterbacks here."





"I'm pretty relieved the process is over, and I'm committed to Texas," Wood said. "But it was a big blessing to have, to have that process come to you. So many guys dream and just die to just have an offer. I didn't take it as a burden on me. Sometimes it was a burden, calling coaches and talking to everybody, but looking back on it there are thousands of kids that would love to be in my position. I have to take that into account.





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Answer 3

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Answer 4

Connor Wood has nothing to prove.



Wood, a 6-foot-4, 210-pound quarterback from Houston Second Baptist, is already ranked as the nation's No. 7 pro-style passer and had scholarship offers from coast to coast before committing to Texas in February. But there he was Saturday, firing passes all over the practice field at UNLV and sweating in 105-degree heat at the Elite 11 Regional in Las Vegas.





Earning an invite to the prestigious Elite 11 Quarterback Camp has long been a goal for Connor Wood.

For all his accolades and scholarship offers, Wood still had one major goal he wanted to add to his r?m? an invitation to the prestigious Elite 11 Quarterback Camp.



"This is a long-term goal for me," said Wood, who was one of the top passers in the event that was loaded with blue-chip quarterbacks from all over the nation. "As a high school athlete when I was a freshman, I looked on Rivals.com and saw all the Elite 11 guys compete on those videos. I made that as my goal. I told myself I wanted ? to come here to Vegas, compete and hopefully get the invite and play in California."



Time will tell if Wood will earn an invitation, but he did everything in his power to impress at the event. Overall, Wood was a little inconsistent and not as sharp as anticipated. But with his size, footwork and pocket presence, there's still plenty to work with for the future Longhorn.Earning an invite to the prestigious Elite 11 Quarterback Camp has long been a goal for Connor Wood.

For all his accolades and scholarship offers, Wood still had one major goal he wanted to add to his r?m? an invitation to the prestigious Elite 11 Quarterback Camp.



"This is a long-term goal for me," said Wood, who was one of the top passers in the event that was loaded with blue-chip quarterbacks from all over the nation. "As a high school athlete when I was a freshman, I looked on Rivals.com and saw all the Elite 11 guys compete on those videos. I made that as my goal. I told myself I wanted ? to come here to Vegas, compete and hopefully get the invite and play in California."



Time will tell if Wood will earn an invitation, but he did everything in his power to impress at the event. Overall, Wood was a little inconsistent and not as sharp as anticipated. But with his size, footwork and pocket presence, there's still plenty to work with for the future Longhorn.



Wood ? along with other talented passers such as Brett Nottingham, Garrett Grayson, Tyler Shreve, Tyler Bray, Nick Hirschman, Stephen Kaiser, Stephen Morris and Chase Rettig ? definitely caught the eye of the event instructors with a solid all-around effort.



"I thought I had a great day," Wood said. "I didn't get to warm up since I got here a little late. I quickly got into it and all the drills. The receivers were great, and there were some great quarterbacks here."



Regardless of whether he gets invited to the Elite 11, Wood knows it's an honor just to be in his position. So few players get a scholarship offer at all, but Wood had the opportunity to pick among offers from Texas, Oklahoma, Texas A&M, Alabama, Nebraska, Notre Dame, Stanford, TCU and a handful of other elite programs. "I'm pretty relieved the process is over, and I'm committed to Texas," Wood said. "But it was a big blessing to have, to have that process come to you. So many guys dream and just die to just have an offer. I didn't take it as a burden on me. Sometimes it was a burden, calling coaches and talking to everybody, but looking back on it there are thousands of kids that would love to be in my position. I have to take that into account.



"I'm relieved it's over, and I can focus on my senior season, but also I feel very blessed that I can go through that process."



Wood doesn't have any second thoughts about his decision. In fact, he has a hard time putting into words how thrilled he is to get a shot to play on the Forty Acres with a talented class that's full of four-star recruits.



"I checked on the commitment list on Rivals and most of the guys are four-stars," Wood said. "I'm very excited to get a chance to work with those guys. I went to the Texas Camp on June 7 with those guys, and I threw with the receivers, John Harris, Chris Jones and Darius Terrell. They're great. I'm very excited to work with those guys because they're so talented. They're great receivers and even better people."