Last June I came up with an idea. I needed a nice-looking, efficient workspace for reloading and working on AR’s. I also had limited space to work with - I couldn't dedicate an entire room to my hobby, no matter how badly I wanted to. I also needed a place to put my guns. I don’t have many, but the ones I do have are nice! It just so happens my dad, Stuart, is the general manager of Cabparts, a cabinet shop in Grand Junction, Colorado where I grew up. They specialize in custom European cabinets and components. Thinking he might be able to help, I gave him a call and told him about my ideas and what I was wanting. As all good dads’ do, he was ready and willing to help and so we drew up plans for my reloading bench. A few phone calls, some measuring, and a month later in late July dad & mom drove from GJ, Colorado to Kansas City, Missouri with my package flat-packed in pieces on a pallet in the bed of their truck. What follows is a photo journal from start to finish of the project.
Side Note: Kansas City in July is one of those rare treats in life everyone needs to experience. By that I mean it’s miserable. As in REALLY hot and REALLY humid miserable. Think Vietnam jungle hot. Don’t come. That being said, some of the beginning photos are a little fuzzy due to the severe humidity (80-90%), sorry.
As my dad put it, “It’s not quite hell, but it's so hot you can see it from here.” I always admired his eloquent way with words.
There were a few hiccups along the way but all in all it turned out quite nice. Oh, midway through the project we had a few (very) young admirers wander through the neighbor’s backyard while we were working on this – I’ve included a few photos of them as well. Enjoy!
Unloading begins . . .
Like playing with legos
Side Note: Kansas City in July is one of those rare treats in life everyone needs to experience. By that I mean it’s miserable. As in REALLY hot and REALLY humid miserable. Think Vietnam jungle hot. Don’t come. That being said, some of the beginning photos are a little fuzzy due to the severe humidity (80-90%), sorry.
As my dad put it, “It’s not quite hell, but it's so hot you can see it from here.” I always admired his eloquent way with words.
There were a few hiccups along the way but all in all it turned out quite nice. Oh, midway through the project we had a few (very) young admirers wander through the neighbor’s backyard while we were working on this – I’ve included a few photos of them as well. Enjoy!
Unloading begins . . .
Like playing with legos
