How it works: First a tea-towel over the knees to protect them from the full bite of the ice. Then the ice-pack. Then a tensor bandage to keep everything in place. |
When John was racing go-karts in the early 1980s, he
could have done what most racers did to get their karts to the track: buy a
trailer. But trailers were expensive, awkward and had to be insured, so he
found another way. He built a platform on a roof rack for his Volkswagen Rabbit,
to which he attached two two-by-fours that served as tracks to get the kart up and down. From
its lofty perch on the Rabbit, the kart was a kind of car-on-a-car that
delighted small boys on highways everywhere. John became famous within the little
go-kart world for his invention, which was featured in one of the karting
magazines.
Then there was the print washer intended to take the
tedium out of washing multiple photographic prints in his home darkroom. Water
went into one end, while the other was rounded, with the idea that the constant
roll of the circulating water would keep prints moving on their own. It didn’t
work; prints went every which way, often sticking together. After several
versions and much finessing, John conceded defeat to the random forces of wave
action and wet photographic paper.
Now, there is the matter of keeping ice-packs in place
on his knees, which have been swelling for some as-yet-unknown reason. The
solution has evolved gradually over the last couple of weeks, but has now been
perfected, as I realized when John walked toward me today with the padded knees
of a Star Wars soldier. Beneath a tensor
bandage – which John applies with the expertise of a longtime athlete whose
uncle was the B.C. Lions’ trainer– is a blue ice-pack, and beneath that is a
checked tea-towel that’s a layer between the ice and the skin. John can now freeze
his knees and carry on with other activities. His racing days may be over, but
the spirit of innovation goes on.
I'd love to see a photo of John driving the car with the go-Kart on it. I'm sure that would have been "newspaper worthy" :)
ReplyDeletePerhaps there is a Cavillin innovation gene. My brother rigged up a device that would allow us to mount our two sets of skis on the back of his Honda 90. We waited until there was a mountain forecast of "Roads clear, no chains required" and headed up Mt. Seymour. We got many astonished looks. We couldn't manage to get up the hill, too slippery and too much weight, but not before we had many laughs trying.