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Grabbing the Bull by the Horns!
Yesterday was my birthday. That in and of itself was nothing to write about. 58 years is rather unremarkable. My ankle, my knee, and my shoulder, would lead you to believe I'm actually older, if only I would let them. But me and the mind say we're still 38.
For this momentous day. I requested and received the following.
When choosing knives or beer.
One can afford to make mistakes. Even bad beer isn't that bad.
Your bad knife will quickly sell. Because it probably isn't that bad. You just didn't think it through, and it it doesn't suit you. Someone else may love it.
On the other hand, when choosing a wife. It pays to get it right the first time. I did. And that was 30 years ago this month.
I wanted a simple day. With a fire, a knife, some food, and a beer. The bride delivered in a big way.
Meet my new pals. One will probably be with me for the rest of my life. The other wasn't around too long.
I have been contemplating a Buck Brahma since they came out. And lately, I have been rediscovering my Buck knives. Reminding myself of what I already knew. They are fine working blades. Sharp, and nice looking. Maybe their looks are their weakness. They look so nice folks don't see them a real world workers.
Well folks, Buck took their venerable 119 in a different direction with the Brahma.
The original 119 Special was no slouch. It has been gracing spike camps and hunting cabins for may years. Some even saw service on pistol belts in Southeast Asia. A testament to the toughness and usability of this classic blade.
Somebody at Buck must have had a brainstorm. It might even have been a marketing guy or girl. Most likely to capitalize on all the explosion of survival, prepper, bushcrafter, popularity out there right now.
However it came about. I'm happy it did. I think this knife will be a home run for Buck.
Yesterday was my birthday. That in and of itself was nothing to write about. 58 years is rather unremarkable. My ankle, my knee, and my shoulder, would lead you to believe I'm actually older, if only I would let them. But me and the mind say we're still 38.
For this momentous day. I requested and received the following.

When choosing knives or beer.
One can afford to make mistakes. Even bad beer isn't that bad.
Your bad knife will quickly sell. Because it probably isn't that bad. You just didn't think it through, and it it doesn't suit you. Someone else may love it.
On the other hand, when choosing a wife. It pays to get it right the first time. I did. And that was 30 years ago this month.
I wanted a simple day. With a fire, a knife, some food, and a beer. The bride delivered in a big way.
Meet my new pals. One will probably be with me for the rest of my life. The other wasn't around too long.

I have been contemplating a Buck Brahma since they came out. And lately, I have been rediscovering my Buck knives. Reminding myself of what I already knew. They are fine working blades. Sharp, and nice looking. Maybe their looks are their weakness. They look so nice folks don't see them a real world workers.
Well folks, Buck took their venerable 119 in a different direction with the Brahma.
The original 119 Special was no slouch. It has been gracing spike camps and hunting cabins for may years. Some even saw service on pistol belts in Southeast Asia. A testament to the toughness and usability of this classic blade.
Somebody at Buck must have had a brainstorm. It might even have been a marketing guy or girl. Most likely to capitalize on all the explosion of survival, prepper, bushcrafter, popularity out there right now.
However it came about. I'm happy it did. I think this knife will be a home run for Buck.
