Humidity log
Mobile afternoons routinely sit above 70 percent in the room until the window is shut. We log wet-bulb at pour time. If the cabinet is fat, the job stays overnight even when the bottle says four hours.
The room
A bore shop above the sidewalk
Suite 4 is not a hitting bay with a sleeve wall. It is a clapboard room with a south window, a lathe that only sees hosels, and a cabinet that tells us whether tonight’s epoxy will set before morning or sulk until Tuesday.
What sits on the bench
Gauges before a launch number
The first tool we pick up is a bore gauge, not a monitor. Inside diameter, taper, and how far the old epoxy still rings the wall. A sleeve that “clicks” on the range is often a wall that went oval after chloride sat under the ferrule all of July.
Heat lamps face the joint, not the player. We warm a hosel to release a stubborn adapter without scorching a graphite tip. The lathe recuts a ferrule seat so the collar does not hover a sixteenth above the head after it swells.
Climate, not décor
The cabinet we actually read
Salt tray
Adapters that come in white at the threads get a vinegar-and-nylon clean, then a dry hour in the cabinet before we talk torque. Grease over crust is how sleeves walk in a week.
No loft rack as the product
There is a small tray of OEM adapters. They exist so a pulled sleeve can be replaced with the same stack height. They are not a menu of “plus two strong.” That work lives in other cities. This room is the joint.
Noise and dust
Bore dust stays in Suite 4
Aluminum and steel dust from a recut hosel does not belong on a grip. We run a small extractor at the lathe and keep the waiting chair on the clapboard side of a half-wall. You can sit with coffee from Dauphin while a barrel is recut. You cannot lean on the lathe.
- Bring the actual head, not a photo of the sleeve
- Leave graphite tips in the bag until we call for them
- Saturday morning is collar-and-go; no recuts after 10:30