Bridge Pin Movement
Sunday, February 26th, 2006Recently, I attended our local harp circle at which a lady to my left was playing one of my lap harps which she had purchased from me several years ago. As she was playing it, I heard “buzzing” with some notes and, upon inspection, discovered that the string tension on the bridge pins had, over time, elongated the bridge pin holes in the neck and the strings were no longer properly aligned with the Truitt sharping levers on the harp. On lifting some of the levers, the strings did not fall into the groove on the sharping lever as is intended.
This is the harp in question:

This is one of my favorite harps, mainly because of the beautiful flowers that were painted on the soundboard by local artist, Pat Craig of Pat Craig Studios.
As most builders can tell you, poplar is not generally considered to be “instrument wood”, but in the course of quite a few years of harp building, I have chosen to experiment with using many woods over the years, frequently once and done. This harp, while beautiful, was built of the softer poplar wood, and because of the wood’s softness, the bridge pins, over time, shifted. If you look closely at the photo, you will see a tiny space to the left (in this photo, above) of each bridge pin:
This photo, I think, demonstrates why this happens:
My thinking in making the repair was that I should enhance the “hardness” of the wood around the bridge pin holes, and to do that, first I had to dismantle the harp:
Next I removed the bridge pins and then, using a medicine dropper, filled the holes with liquid epoxy:
Here are the holes after having received the epoxy.
After drying overnight, I used the drill press to re-drill the holes vertically.
Here you can see the bridge pins reinstalled, the harp reassembled, and you can see how, once again, the pins are vertical like the tuning pegs.
With the harp once again reassembled, it was returned to the owner. When she arrived to pick up her harp, she brought with her little Katy who had just gotten her diploma (complete with morter board photos, I was told) having graduated from obedience school. Here is Katy somewhat tentatively perched on my table saw. Dig the sexy winter coat!!




























