The best tool for the job is the one that works. In my shop, I’m fortunate to be surrounded by options. Some are loud and commanding. Others are silently modest. Each does at least one thing very well, if properly learned and cared for. The luxury of choice is allowing the day’s mood to direct the process. Sometimes that’s the din of hardworking machines. Others, it’s the quiet meditative state of forming stock one shaving at at time.