If it wasn't for pride and vanity, along with a small helping of frugality, I'd just buy yokes. As it is, I've made all of my own -with the exceptions being an 8" yoke I purchased used when it came across my radar and a "new" 6" one that was given to me.
The bigger they get, though, the less fun they are. Shaping a timber the size of a Buick requires a bit of a self-pep talk. So it was that last Saturday the weather was just nice enough that it seemed like a good idea to carve away on the 11" elm beam that is my current nemesis.
I had a nice, sharp Lancelot blade in "Ye Olde Angle Grinder," a face shield, earmuffs, coveralls, boots tucked inside the coveralls, a hat and gloves.
The best, smoothest cut with the Lancelot wheel is a skimming, shearing cut. Done right, it is a rip cut (along, rather than across the grain). This makes for long, fluffy shavings that eject straight up into the still January air. They float gently down and - guided by thermodynamics and a dose of Murphy's law- come to rest just inside the collar of said coveralls.
Long story short: The yoke is finally roughed out and I had shavings INSIDE my socks when it was done. Maybe there's a used spacesuit for sale on Ebay. . .