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I think it was my BAS. Not 100% sure, I'll have to ID my khuks carefully one of these days.
We had a lovely day in the Shenandoah National Park. A challenging 5.8 mile hike starting a bit out of Sperryville. Uphill the first 2.8 miles and then level or downhill after that. It took about 4 hours.
On the way up there, we passed a mountain man. He was old, had two canes, was hovering outside a hovel. He had cotton sticking out of one ear. He was relatively lucid. His hovel was stitched together with blankets and tin and evidently a permanent home. A little bit of Appalachia no doubt.
On the trail after that beginning, not a soul. Not a single person.
We didn't want to be there too late but I did have a chance to test out my horn handled gorgeously-streaked-on-the-handle BAS and it passed all tests with flying colors. Against very hardwood log its edge maintained itself perfectly.
Since I haven't gotten my belt sander yet, I haven't convexed its edge yet but I am looking forward to it being SHARP.
We had a lovely day in the Shenandoah National Park. A challenging 5.8 mile hike starting a bit out of Sperryville. Uphill the first 2.8 miles and then level or downhill after that. It took about 4 hours.
On the way up there, we passed a mountain man. He was old, had two canes, was hovering outside a hovel. He had cotton sticking out of one ear. He was relatively lucid. His hovel was stitched together with blankets and tin and evidently a permanent home. A little bit of Appalachia no doubt.
On the trail after that beginning, not a soul. Not a single person.
We didn't want to be there too late but I did have a chance to test out my horn handled gorgeously-streaked-on-the-handle BAS and it passed all tests with flying colors. Against very hardwood log its edge maintained itself perfectly.
Since I haven't gotten my belt sander yet, I haven't convexed its edge yet but I am looking forward to it being SHARP.