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It was my good fortune to pick up a blem Cherokee Rose on 11/10. They had been calling me for a while, but other "real life" priorities have taken precedence. But when I saw this one and how it held it's own against the new Udhha that Bura came up with, I knew this was the one. When it arrived, I thought I had made a mistake. The scabbard was even redder than the picture, and the sarki had drawn lines in ink on the leather, then changed his mind. The guard was rough, with a lot of file marks. The mirror polish of the blade seemed oddly wrong. I love a mirror polish, but on this blade it just seemed out of place. It was tossed aside, to be sold later.
But it was a Bura blade. And the blade is the soul of a knife. The next day I picked it up. The balance is wonderful. The hilt is big for me, I can get both hands on it. But it felt good. Either choked up next to the guard, or near the butt, it felt secure and good in my hand. So I started tweaking it, making it mine. Used denatured alcohol to take some of the red and the ink off of the scabbard. Then dyed it with medium brown Fiebings leather dye. Some black Edge Kote on the edges. The guard was sanded to take out the file marks and the blade given a convex edge. 320 then 400 grit sandpaper brought the guard and blade to a nice satin finish. They were then etched with Ferric Chloride diluted 4:1 with distilled water. Then a little cold blue on the guard made a nice contrast. Nothing done to the wood, as it was just fine as is. She's mine now, and I'm hers.
After taking the pics, to honor Munk, I raised her over my head and yelled "By God, Life's cheap out here on the Brazos." Now I live in the suburbs, and my neighbors are great folks, but they've always thought me a bit odd. I think I can get this posted before the SWAT team arrives. Thanks for looking.
Steve
But it was a Bura blade. And the blade is the soul of a knife. The next day I picked it up. The balance is wonderful. The hilt is big for me, I can get both hands on it. But it felt good. Either choked up next to the guard, or near the butt, it felt secure and good in my hand. So I started tweaking it, making it mine. Used denatured alcohol to take some of the red and the ink off of the scabbard. Then dyed it with medium brown Fiebings leather dye. Some black Edge Kote on the edges. The guard was sanded to take out the file marks and the blade given a convex edge. 320 then 400 grit sandpaper brought the guard and blade to a nice satin finish. They were then etched with Ferric Chloride diluted 4:1 with distilled water. Then a little cold blue on the guard made a nice contrast. Nothing done to the wood, as it was just fine as is. She's mine now, and I'm hers.
After taking the pics, to honor Munk, I raised her over my head and yelled "By God, Life's cheap out here on the Brazos." Now I live in the suburbs, and my neighbors are great folks, but they've always thought me a bit odd. I think I can get this posted before the SWAT team arrives. Thanks for looking.
Steve