Thanks SO MUCH!
I believe 110 is me
The coconut, I grabbed that out of a tree right on the beach. I cut it open with the pen blade of the gunstock and passed it around to my girlfriend and her parents for a drink. Great stuff, ripe or not. I put so many memories into that knife in just one week in Costa Rica. It was always with me. From Jaco Canopy Ziplines, deep sea fishing catching a 100lb+ sailfish, trudging through the rain forest, every bike ride, every sunset, every beach trip it was with me and used extensively.
I would hone the blades nightly on my pocket stone and put a drop of oil into the joints. Wipe it down and it was good to go. Nearing the end of our adventure in CR I had put a few drops of oil into her and was ready to clean out the blade wells with a pipe cleaner. I put the knife into a loose pocket in my shorts and went out front for a moment to sit and talk with my girlfriend's mother. After dinner I went to clean her the rest of the way and she was missing. Man, I knew just where she went. The visitors in the condo next to us, locals from San Jose staying for a short weekend.
THAT was a restless night and you really don't realize how much you like something until its gone and you miss it. A sleepless night of stalking the neighbor's door and I got my Gunstock back, just as they had packed their bags and were heading back for San Jose. I felt lucky that day
I hope you enjoy the little back story that went with the photos I posted.
The Gunstock is my only souvenir from the trip and I can track every scratch and every hint of patina. Gotta love that.
Just in the last few weeks things have been cloudy. My grandfather had a stroke, my closest uncle to me died while I was away and just yesterday my grandfather fell and may be dying today in the hospital. I thank you both, Sue and Duncan, for giving me a lift of spirit through such incredible generosity. This place would not be what it is without your contributions.
Kevin