



THE TEMPLETON KNAP-IN AND ADVENTURE SAGA(and did I mention the
    waitresses?) . BY Ray Harwood
    It was about 5:00 a.m. Saturday December 3, 2005. The alarm came
    blasting in my ear, what the hell, where am I? Oh yeah it's knap in
    day. Patric Aims and I had planned an adventure to the "KNAP-IN AND
    WILDERNESS SKILLS DAYTEMPLETON, CA" About 45 minutes later Pats
    Durango's lights were beaming in my Bakersfield's home front
    window. I had pulled out a bunch of junk to bring in haste the
    night before. Down the road we went, our tires blowing dust and old
    chicken feathers like mosses dividing the sea it was a blast, we
    had a lot of catching up to do as I had not been to a knap in
    years. I met Pat through the Bakersfield Kern River knappers, at
    Hart Park in Bakersfield. We got into Templeton about 8A.M. it was
    a clean crisp morning. We exited the highway on Main Street but had
    a hard time finding the 3 Dogs Ranch. We went back to a really cool
    looking cattle auction place that had the pens and stock yard in the
    back 40 and a staek house in the front. It was "HOOVERS BEEF PALACE"
    Heck I'm on a diet so lets eat! At Hoover's Beef Palace the moto
    is " If you enjoy your meal, tell a friend, if you don't, tell us".
    All over the wall are photos of dudes with cowboy hats, it has all
    the looks of an old time dinner and the ultimate was the waitresses,
    for you young bucks,these best looking cowgirls this side of the Pecos. 
    Hoover's Beef Palace HAS BEEN A FAMILY OWNED BUSNESS FOR MANY YEARS, from 
    fresh baked    biscuits to grinding their own sausage to peeling and cutting
    fresh    potatoes for Freedom fries. THATS-
    A-FOE-SHOW-! After Patrick and I had stuffed ourselves full of chow
    we headed out again in search of the knap-in again had a hard time
    finding the 3 Dogs Ranch. We finely saw a big sign with an Ishi
    point painted on it and headed down a dirt road along a dry river
    band. About a mile in we say the ranch and headed in. Ralph's ranch
    is a nice place, critters all over the place. It was still early
    and a bit cold, Joe Dabble and Ralph started a fire and as we got
    warm and smelled the smoke we exchanged bullshit about bows arrows
    and arrowheads. A whole passel of knappers came in one by one.
    Joes wife had set up a Mexican camp chuck wagon and for 5 bucks you
    could eat your fill. Misses Joes also made and sold Indian baskets
    and leather and buckskin bags. Ralph had a load of points he had
    made of the local flints, very nice and thin. I didn't come home
    with any local material as originally promised however, Pat and I
    looked but, to no avail. Joe also had a lot of points he made out of
    local material, I had promised I would buy some off him a couple of
    weeks ago, the points wern't up to his usual quality, but I kept my
    word and bought a bunch. I have not been to a knap inn for a long
    time, I must say it was really good, no egos at all, no jerks with
    mind games our anything like that. The host was Ralph and Joe. Joe
    had become a California legend by the late 1960s and had the nick
    name of "Indian Joe", this name given to him by the prominent
    archaeologists of the day. Joe says he learned his
    style by trail and error using books with Ishi points as a
    pattern,same for the knapping tools. His notching style
    comes a great deal from Errett. Joe could make fire in of minutes
    with a natural yucca file board and mule fat
    stick. Joe was also a master of the Ishi style flintknapping
    methodology. I first came to here about him in about
    1969 and then in the 70s, he gave demos on Catalina Island for
    Archaeologists and movie people. His points were often seen for sale
    for $3.50 up and down the central to northern California coastal
    towns, these populated by thousands of hippies. I remember buying
    one in a hippie shop in Pismo Beech in 1976. The hippie lady at the
    counter said I could meet the knapper, but like as ass I sais "naw
    it's OK. I did end up meeting him 8 years later, in 1984, at CSUN.
    Joe's Ishi points of both glass and obsidian were each an impressive
    work of art. Ray and Joe became friends and Ray began to study Joe's
    flintknapping methods.
    Joe Dabil had learned the arts of wilderness
    survival hands on. Joe was an Olympic class long distance runner in
    the 1960s, and when a Doctor informed him
    he had a life threatening decease disease he fled into the
    wilderness. There
    in the woods, alone, Joe eked out a survival on
    natural foods. Eventually Joe relearned the arts of Ishi, sinew back
    bow making, arrow-smithing, fire drill
    technology, cordage making, brain tanning and of
    coarse...flintknapping. As miracle have it, Joe lived out his death
    sentence and is still practicing wilderness skills today.and did I
    mention the waitresses?
    JOE PUTS ON CLSSES, KNAP-INS AND DEMOS- HERE IS HIS INFO:
    KNAP-IN AND WILDERNESS SKILLS DAY
    TEMPLETON, CA JOE DABIL. CALL RALPH 805-550-6408
    DEC 3-4 2005.FREE CAMPING. JOE DABIL CLASSES AND SEMINARS (805) 801-
    2678 or (805)466-4336 ask for
    JOE DABIL. "DONDAY ESTA SENOIR JOE DABIL" BAKERSFIELD RIDE SHARE
    BACK SAT. NIGHT SO CAN STILL SEE ALTON SAFFORD ON SUNDAY AT HART
    PARK.
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