110 Stories

Well,its not too exciting,but here is my story on my first buck 110:

I always carried a buck 110 knock off as i could never afford the real thing.I finally saved up enough money and went to get one,which were selling with a mini buck lockback in a clamshell pack with nylon sheath,not hhe heavy cordura they have now.

Anyway i am out hunting whitetails one day and shoot a 10 point buck,as i get ready to field dress the deer i reached for my knife.......gone!!!!oh no,what the heck happened?The sheath was still velcroed shut,but he 110 was long gone,it fell out of the bottom of the sheath as the thread had come unsewn!!!!!

I reached into my pocket and used the minibuck lockblade to dress the deer(kind of hard with a small blade like that)and after getting my buck to camp i went back and looked the trails i walked over trying to find my 110.no luck.

I decided i'd write to buck knives and let them know about these nylon sheaths being not too sturdy,and i kinda wondered why it never came with the standard leathr sheath.Anyay,i wrote thm a letter and sent he sheath infor them to look at.

About a month later,i recieved a letter in my mailbox,along with a small parcel.I read the letter and it was at that time i knew exactly what kind of company buck knives inc.was.

I opened the parcel and there was a shiny new buck 110 and standard leather sheath,to replace the one i had lost when it fell out of th botom of th sheath.

Fred Wilson was the man who was in charge at the time and sent me the letter and knife,both of which i still have and always will.

I have had a buck collection going ever since i could afford to start one,and wil always bea buck user til the day i die!!!!!I love all my bucks.
 
Well,its not too exciting,but here is my story on my first buck 110:

I always carried a buck 110 knock off as i could never afford the real thing.I finally saved up enough money and went to get one,which were selling with a mini buck lockback in a clamshell pack with nylon sheath,not hhe heavy cordura they have now.

Anyway i am out hunting whitetails one day and shoot a 10 point buck,as i get ready to field dress the deer i reached for my knife.......gone!!!!oh no,what the heck happened?The sheath was still velcroed shut,but he 110 was long gone,it fell out of the bottom of the sheath as the thread had come unsewn!!!!!

I reached into my pocket and used the minibuck lockblade to dress the deer(kind of hard with a small blade like that)and after getting my buck to camp i went back and looked the trails i walked over trying to find my 110.no luck.

I decided i'd write to buck knives and let them know about these nylon sheaths being not too sturdy,and i kinda wondered why it never came with the standard leathr sheath.Anyay,i wrote thm a letter and sent he sheath infor them to look at.

About a month later,i recieved a letter in my mailbox,along with a small parcel.I read the letter and it was at that time i knew exactly what kind of company buck knives inc.was.

I opened the parcel and there was a shiny new buck 110 and standard leather sheath,to replace the one i had lost when it fell out of th botom of th sheath.

Fred Wilson was the man who was in charge at the time and sent me the letter and knife,both of which i still have and always will.

I have had a buck collection going ever since i could afford to start one,and wil always bea buck user til the day i die!!!!!I love all my bucks.

That is an awesome story!!!
Keep the letter! AND the knife! Great company! THE BEST knives and customer service! That knife will be quite the family heirloom! I wish my first 110 story was that neat! Thanks
 
I have wondered about this thread some, so decided to stick another story in here to see if we can bring it back to life.

I wrote about giving my grandson a 112 with his year birth stamp (1992) on the tang, and then how him and his Dad managed to get a couple of deer near the end of the season during the new years holidays a few weeks ago.

Turns out that the 112 was the only knife in the bunch sharp enough to clean those two deer. He teased his Dad about not getting his 110 sharpened.

This week, I found out that my Dad and my grandson, Dads Great Grandson, got to hunt together, well, I knew that part, but didn't know that they sat in the box and compared the 112 and my Dads Idaho 110 that I gave him new.

Dad passed away last week and that Idaho 110 is still laying in there in his gun cabinet. I have been here helping mom and she gave me the 373 that I had given Dad a few years back But I haven't as yet, unlocked the gun cabinet and looked at his guns or handeled that 110. I expect that I will give it to my grandson also. For as the stories goes, he hunted with his Great Grandpa on Great Grand Pa's last hunt.

So before I leave here, I will get it out and carry it home and polish and sharpen it up for its next deer hunt. I might just have Dads initials engraved in a bolster.
 
I have wondered about this thread some, so decided to stick another story in here to see if we can bring it back to life.

I wrote about giving my grandson a 112 with his year birth stamp (1992) on the tang, and then how him and his Dad managed to get a couple of deer near the end of the season during the new years holidays a few weeks ago.

Turns out that the 112 was the only knife in the bunch sharp enough to clean those two deer. He teased his Dad about not getting his 110 sharpened.

This week, I found out that my Dad and my grandson, Dads Great Grandson, got to hunt together, well, I knew that part, but didn't know that they sat in the box and compared the 112 and my Dads Idaho 110 that I gave him new.

Dad passed away last week and that Idaho 110 is still laying in there in his gun cabinet. I have been here helping mom and she gave me the 373 that I had given Dad a few years back But I haven't as yet, unlocked the gun cabinet and looked at his guns or handeled that 110. I expect that I will give it to my grandson also. For as the stories goes, he hunted with his Great Grandpa on Great Grand Pa's last hunt.

So before I leave here, I will get it out and carry it home and polish and sharpen it up for its next deer hunt. I might just have Dads initials engraved in a bolster.

Larry,

My heart is heavy with the sad news of your Dad's passing. I know he was a great dad, granddad, and great granddad. Your grandson will love that 110 and it will always remind him of your dad.

jb4570
 
Larry .. I to and sorry to hear that your passed away.You and your family will be in our prayers.
Jeff
 
Thanks for all the kind words and notes guys!! Dad was a couple weeks from turning 84 and had a long happy life with a huge amount of friends.

I got out the 110 and just cracked up. It had gotten folded and put away in "very used" condition. Hot water and a scrub brush and all clean. Interestingly enough the bolsters aren't near as tarnished on it as I expected them to be. The grandson will love it

Jeff, you should be out here. Supposed to snow tonight and may put those hogs on the move. Gotta go get this 110 sharpened. May need it.

Thanks!!!
Larry
 
Thanks for all the kind words and notes guys!! Dad was a couple weeks from turning 84 and had a long happy life with a huge amount of friends.

I got out the 110 and just cracked up. It had gotten folded and put away in "very used" condition. Hot water and a scrub brush and all clean. Interestingly enough the bolsters aren't near as tarnished on it as I expected them to be. The grandson will love it

Jeff, you should be out here. Supposed to snow tonight and may put those hogs on the move. Gotta go get this 110 sharpened. May need it.

Thanks!!!
Larry

Sounds good Larry,But us poor folks have to work some time..I know
that your grandson will love to have his great grand fathers 110.:thumbup:

J.B. I know also that your father just passed away.Will be thinking of
you also.
Jeff
 
I have wondered about this thread some, so decided to stick another story in here to see if we can bring it back to life.

I wrote about giving my grandson a 112 with his year birth stamp (1992) on the tang, and then how him and his Dad managed to get a couple of deer near the end of the season during the new years holidays a few weeks ago.

Turns out that the 112 was the only knife in the bunch sharp enough to clean those two deer. He teased his Dad about not getting his 110 sharpened.

This week, I found out that my Dad and my grandson, Dads Great Grandson, got to hunt together, well, I knew that part, but didn't know that they sat in the box and compared the 112 and my Dads Idaho 110 that I gave him new.

Dad passed away last week and that Idaho 110 is still laying in there in his gun cabinet. I have been here helping mom and she gave me the 373 that I had given Dad a few years back But I haven't as yet, unlocked the gun cabinet and looked at his guns or handeled that 110. I expect that I will give it to my grandson also. For as the stories goes, he hunted with his Great Grandpa on Great Grand Pa's last hunt.

So before I leave here, I will get it out and carry it home and polish and sharpen it up for its next deer hunt. I might just have Dads initials engraved in a bolster.

Pack Rat,
I don't get a chance to post here much anymore since I'm out of town during the week and only get to read the posts on my work computer. I read your post and felt compelled to respond this one time. I lost my father 18 years ago and know full well the pain of the loss. Fathers and sons have a special bond. Your father lives on in your memory as well as your grandsons. Please accept my deepest and most profound condolences.
Mike
 
Its been a while since Ive talked to my Dad and after reading this post Ill give him a call in the morning....I pray that the little ones dont greive too long.......And always remember the funny,happy times they had together...
 
Sorry to hear about your loss,that 110 will be a great thing for remembering all of the great times !
 
PR,

Sorry to hear of your Dad's passing. I'll keep you and your family in my prayers.

Having his initials engraved on his 110 sounds like a fitting tribute to him.
 
Thanks again guys!!! We appreciate all the kind words from everyone.

We drove over to the grave site the day after and the deer had come up out of the Llano river bottom and eaten all the flowers. We were all thinking alike and laughing and crying and saying how Dad would have gotten a kick out of that.
 
Wow, there was a new thread started asking for 110 Stories so I offered to resurrect this one.

didn't realize I probably killed it way back in Jan.


Lets have some new stories here guys!!


I'll kinda start, yes, Dad passed back in Jan, and I have the 2005 Idaho 110 laying right here in front of me right now, that I gave him back in 2005.

It is going to go to my Grandson.
 
In 1981 I was working high voltage testing in Florida at a power plant near Crystal River..
I had had some time on the weekends and took and inlayed some ivory in my fav 110 handles.. put a different shape in each side.. then did some schrimshaw on it and also did some schrimshaw style engravings on the brass…
Navy and sailing motifs mostly..
I had some comment on why I used a inlayed knife with engraving on it to work with…
Also some many that seen it wanting me to make them one, none of said askers spoke of how much they would pay me for one, so with out incentive i said no …
Well one day I was working and set the knife down jest beside me .. then I had to turn away jest a little to put the stress cone on the 13000 volt cable.. during this time about 5 to 10 min there were some of my crew come by and chated .. I got done and turned to reach for the knife and... wow it was gone !
there were 4 pipe fitters working jest behind were I was working that were still there,
"Hay did you see some one pick up my knife…"
lota head shaking no by two but the other two jest walked on…
So if any one finds a 110 with ivory in both sides of the wood and the shapes are different.. well partner ya knows were it belongs!
jest give me a call
cant do all day what i used to ... but can do once any thing i used to ..:D
and would get my knife back..
 
Zombie thread.... back from the dead!!!

My 110 was Idaho-stamped. It had a favorite trick... chewing holes in my back pockets and taking little jaunts on its own. Never got far, being without legs, and all... That one was always at the end of my right arm, or else on my hip where it slept. Fit just right when I wrapped my meat-hooks around it. Been up into plenty of white-tails, slivered not a few rocks (striped bass, for those of ya's who didn't grow up on the Chesapeake), and sliced, poked, dug, picked, and chopped whatever I had a notion to.
Fast forward a hair... Old friend from back home comes up to visit me in my new transplant home, and we get to reminiscing... Come to find out that he's lost his knife some time ago, and never replaced it! (one which I'd given him, say, ten years ago)
So, what can a man do? Undid my belt, while the rest of the patrons at our local watering hole eyed the two of us with no small measure of discomfort, and slid the ol' leather BuckBag off. Fastened my drawers again, and handed him the package. "This is yours."
Fast forward again..... .. . ... . Stop.
On the way home from work, today, I thought about that day, and about my venerable Folding Hunter. All of a sudden, the steering wheel jolted to the right, and it was all I could do to hang on and not let out a startled yelp as my vehicle careened into the parking lot of my local Wally World. Almost as if in a dream, I floated through the sea of body odor and obesity... Before I knew it, I was outside again, in the parking lot, frantically slashing open the clam-pack. Deposited the brand-spankin' new Buck 110 into my back pocket, and suddenly felt complete again.

Phew....!








(Tossed the silly cloth sheath into a drawer when I got home. Going to have to get a nice leather one made. Anybody got a guy for that?)
 
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