Escapement

Last summer this clock hoarder stopped by a garage sale with friend Rick. There were a few clocks on display. The seller was a retiring clockmaker. Nice guy and fine clocks but nothing that really stirred the wallet. Jeff invited me into his basement workshop.  Gulp.  Your aspiring clockmaker has a nice little shop in the garage. Well beyond strictly amateur work but not like this. This was a dense collection of horological tools, devices, timepieces, parts, supplies, detritus and more.  Jeff started restoring clocks forty years ago. The shop shows it.  We ended up having a fine chat and exchanged information. That was that. Except... Jeff called last month. "Would you be interested in taking on some of my unfinished horology work?" Gulp. Hemming and hawing, this trepidatious timesmith suggested a face-to-face discussion and few days later alighted again at Jeff's place.  Perhaps first and foremost it was important to set mutual expectations of what yo...