BUCK stories

[tongueriver]

My first BUCK knife was a 102 back in the late 1970s or early 1980s. I used it in my work as a warehouseman for the post office. I knocked off a bit of the trailing point to make it more friendly as I was using it more or less constantly at times. I still have that little blackie and it has seen more than a few game animals as well. In (I think) 2007 my Son sent me a BUCK Alpha folder with a birthday engraving on it, and that was the very first collectible knife I had ever known. I had had many knives as tools before that. I still carry that knife occasionally but I never actually use it. Kaleb Reynolds (Muskrat Man) put amber bone covers on it in place of the rubberoid thingies. Since then I have accumulated and even collected quite a few BUCKs, mostly fixed blades.

 

[315]

Cal, I won’t really have any Buck stories as I was raised with Schrade and Western brand knives. But to think about the work your 102 saw whether on the job or in the field would make a good commercial for the longevity of a Buck. Do you still take it out on hunts?

 

[tongueriver]

Cal, I won’t really have any Buck stories as I was raised with Schrade and Western brand knives. But to think about the work your 102 saw whether on the job or in the field would make a good commercial for the longevity of a Buck. Do you still take it out on hunts?

I still use it to bone out venison and occasionally to field dress an animal.

 

[Old Hunter]

Buck 301, Christmas gift in 1972 from my Grandma, she let me pick it out at the hardware store and she engraved the bolster with my initials (she worked at a jewelry store down the street). It went with me to Fort Knox for BCT/AIT after HS Graduation in summer 1973. I carried it regularly until she passed in 1989. Stays on my desk, gets carried some, but only around the house. OH

 

[Old Hunter]

Buck 105 Pathfinder I bought in 1976; went to the Aberdeen Proving Ground PX with another 2LT buddy to buy Buck Folding Hunters for field knives (our first FTX at APG was coming up). He bought a 110 but I changed my mind and bought the 105. I carried it as my field knife in the ARNG for years, also used it for my deer hunting knife for many years as well. Semi-retired when I discovered the Buck 118 for a deer knife (I was retired from the ARNG by then). OH

 

[Lesknife]

I didn’t get into Buck knives until 1989. In our part of the country back in the 60s, and 70s there were lots of Old Timer knives, Camillus, Western and Queen. I only saw a few Buck fixed blades. I was more interested in folders and had a couple of OT 34 stockman knives as a kid. Then later a larger Uncle Henry.

Then in 1989 a Tifco salesman gave me a 301 stockman in 425m and I was impressed with how well it kept a good edge. I’d never had a knife do as well before that. I then went and ordered a 110 Damascus stag that was amazing and that’s when I took more notice of Buck knives. And here we are with many more Bucks! Lol. Oh, and I still have both the 301 and 110 . I don’t use them as often but the stories they could tell.

 

[tongueriver]

Buck 105 Pathfinder I bought in 1976; went to the Aberdeen Proving Ground PX with another 2LT buddy to buy Buck Folding Hunters for field knives (our first FTX at APG was coming up). He bought a 110 but I changed my mind and bought the 105. I carried it as my field knife in the ARNG for years, also used it for my deer hunting knife for many years as well. Semi-retired when I discovered the Buck 118 for a deer knife (I was retired from the ARNG by then). OH

Bruce, do I see some magic marker on the cutting edge of that 105?

 

[Zornhau]

I bought this 500 in 1988, if my memory serves me correctly. I carved a monogram in the handle and regretted it ever since. I carried it on some memorable occasions, including on my wedding day. Later, when I was resorting my life, I decided to finally do something about the handle that always bothered me and I converted it to a bare head.

 

[Old Hunter]

Bruce, do I see some magic marker on the cutting edge of that 105?

Cal, I don’t know, could have been if I had just sharpened that 440C blade, but not sure, that picture is a good 15 years old by now. BB

 

[howiema]

I love the buck stories and you all know I am long winded at times, This was the Buck Knife that dear old Dad gave me , I had to find the correct sheath as when he got them he discarded them.
I was lucky when i got this one as he got a new one from a lumberyard we frequented as he was a finish carpenter. They gave them to the good customers at Xmas time. This is a beauty I am
glad I have it and finally found the right sheath. TY Pete

 

[howiema]

Buck 105 Pathfinder I bought in 1976; went to the Aberdeen Proving Ground PX with another 2LT buddy to buy Buck Folding Hunters for field knives (our first FTX at APG was coming up). He bought a 110 but I changed my mind and bought the 105. I carried it as my field knife in the ARNG for years, also used it for my deer hunting knife for many years as well. Semi-retired when I discovered the Buck 118 for a deer knife (I was retired from the ARNG by then). OH

Is there any better than that ------just my opinion

 

[315]

Buck 301, Christmas gift in 1972 from my Grandma, she let me pick it out at the hardware store and she engraved the bolster with my initials (she worked at a jewelry store down the street). It went with me to Fort Knox for BCT/AIT after HS Graduation in summer 1973. I carried it regularly until she passed in 1989. Stays on my desk, gets carried some, but only around the house. OH

Bruce, that’s a good Buck story for sure. $15 in 1973 wasn’t pocket change. If I remember correctly my parents monthly mortgage was $75 a month on a house they bought in ‘69.

 

[Lesknife]

This thread reminds me of back in the days when barbershops were still barbershops. The kind that had fishing rods and all kinds of outdoor equipment hanging on the walls with pictures and posters of outdoor scenes and such, where you walked in and waited your turn for a haircut and I’d sit down, reach over to the magazine rack and grab the Sports afield mag or Outdoor life and read the adventurous stories of the great outdoors. There were also ads for Buck knives in those magazines.

I remember one story where a fella used his Buck 110 in a harrowing survival situation in the mountains of Montana. His vehicle broke down way out in the wilderness and he was out there for about three weeks using his survival skills and Buck 110.

I always enjoyed reading those stories and how they managed to survive with little but what they had on them including the Buck 110 or whatever model they had. It had me dreaming about such adventures and getting my own Buck 110 and maybe a 119 and plan an outing to go fishing and camping up in the mountains.

I sure miss those days, they seemed to be slower paced where you had more time to think and dream about things you’d like to do and plan for. I got to do some of those things like going to Alaska and fishing both off shore and on the Little Sue river catching Coho salmon and wild rainbow trout. Seeing big brown bear tracks on the bank and hearing them out in the brush. Never saw them but could hear them. It was a bit un-nerving but I loved every minute of it. That’s a scene of that moment in my avatar. I’ve been up there three times and hopefully another time or two in the near future. Thanks for letting me ramble. Lol

 

[SoDak81]

This thread reminds me of back in the days when barbershops were still barbershops. The kind that had fishing rods and all kinds of outdoor equipment hanging on the walls with pictures and posters of outdoor scenes and such, where you walked in and waited your turn for a haircut and I’d sit down, reach over to the magazine rack and grab the Sports afield mag or Outdoor life and read the adventurous stories of the great outdoors. There were also ads for Buck knives in those magazines.

I remember one story where a fella used his Buck 110 in a harrowing survival situation in the mountains of Montana. His vehicle broke down way out in the wilderness and he was out there for about three weeks using his survival skills and Buck 110.

I always enjoyed reading those stories and how they managed to survive with little but what they had on them including the Buck 110 or whatever model they had. It had me dreaming about such adventures and getting my own Buck 110 and maybe a 119 and plan an outing to go fishing and camping up in the mountains.

I sure miss those days, they seemed to be slower paced where you had more time to think and dream about things you’d like to do and plan for. I got to do some of those things like going to Alaska and fishing both off shore and on the Little Sue river catching Coho salmon and wild rainbow trout. Seeing big brown bear tracks on the bank and hearing them out in the brush. Never saw them but could hear them. It was a bit un-nerving but I loved every minute of it. That’s a scene of that moment in my avatar. I’ve been up there three times and hopefully another time or two in the near future. Thanks for letting me ramble. Lol

Nothing like going to the barber shop in the good old days. Especially as a kid when they'd pop the board across the armrests of the chair. Always got a piece of candy after the cut.

 

[Redman5006]

I bought this 112 in 1994 from a Kmart sporting goods department for a hunting knife. I used it on and off over the years and always loved it. I few years ago I started collecting other 112s and the rest is history.

 

[RLB0414]

This thread reminds me of back in the days when barbershops were still barbershops. The kind that had fishing rods and all kinds of outdoor equipment hanging on the walls with pictures and posters of outdoor scenes and such, where you walked in and waited your turn for a haircut and I’d sit down, reach over to the magazine rack and grab the Sports afield mag or Outdoor life and read the adventurous stories of the great outdoors. There were also ads for Buck knives in those magazines.

I remember one story where a fella used his Buck 110 in a harrowing survival situation in the mountains of Montana. His vehicle broke down way out in the wilderness and he was out there for about three weeks using his survival skills and Buck 110.

I always enjoyed reading those stories and how they managed to survive with little but what they had on them including the Buck 110 or whatever model they had. It had me dreaming about such adventures and getting my own Buck 110 and maybe a 119 and plan an outing to go fishing and camping up in the mountains.

I sure miss those days, they seemed to be slower paced where you had more time to think and dream about things you’d like to do and plan for. I got to do some of those things like going to Alaska and fishing both off shore and on the Little Sue river catching Coho salmon and wild rainbow trout. Seeing big brown bear tracks on the bank and hearing them out in the brush. Never saw them but could hear them. It was a bit un-nerving but I loved every minute of it. That’s a scene of that moment in my avatar. I’ve been up there three times and hopefully another time or two in the near future. Thanks for letting me ramble. Lol

Nothing rambling about this.
Slower paced was great.

 

[Old Hunter]

Speaking of old fashioned barbershops, I was the shoeshine boy, after school, the year I was in the sixth grade (1966). The barbershop was in an old hotel, across the street from the courthouse and the drugstore, at the end of three blocks of Main Street businesses. I got to know every man in town who owned businesses, were lawyers and judges, and many of the deputies and local cops. The experience was good, my first job, and knowing all those men kept me straight - couldn’t do a thing without them all knowing it quickly! OH

 

[Maximumbob54]

Not much of a story but I remember seeing several of the fixed blade Bucks my grandfather had and used. I watched him process a deer once and asked how the knife doesn't slip in his hands being so smooth and polished. He looked at it and said he didn't really know and just kept on going. To this day I'm still not sure but they sure look like they would be a bar of soap in hand.

 

[J Buck]

The year was either 1975 or 1976, I was 12 or 13 years old and bought my first Buck knife with money I made mowing lawns in the neighborhood. $5 a yard was good money back then. Model 301 Stockman. I carried it everywhere for the next 12 years or so. Still got it. There have been other knives, but I always come back to Buck Knives. I carry a 303 or 501 now days along with an SAK. In about 1977, I bought my mother a 102 for Christmas to use camping. I thought she needed a good belt knife on our summer vacations. She re-gifted me that knife a couple years, practically unused, before she passed away in 2012 at 93. I now proudly keep that one handy along with a 105 I picked up along the way. My Dad was a Schrade man, because that is what Stokes Hardware stocked. My older brother carried Case Sodbuster Jr.s. He used that one to skin pretty much any game he killed including a couple of 'gators and a bunch of wild hogs. I stuck with the Bucks. Those ads in Field and Stream and Outdoor Life really worked on me as a youngster.

 

[tongueriver]

Speaking of old fashioned barbershops, I was the shoeshine boy, after school, the year I was in the sixth grade (1966). The barbershop was in an old hotel, across the street from the courthouse and the drugstore, at the end of three blocks of Main Street businesses. I got to know every man in town who owned businesses, were lawyers and judges, and many of the deputies and local cops. The experience was good, my first job, and knowing all those men kept me straight - couldn’t do a thing without them all knowing it quickly! OH

1963 was the last 'store-bought' haircut I ever had. 75 cents. I did not yet have a Schrade or a BUCK, but I did have knives. I remember a yaller CASE and a Herters Canadian style fixie. Now I have lots of BUCKs and Schrades and probably more coming. Can't help myself.