"Carl's Lounge" (Off-Topic Discussion, Traditional Knife "Tales & Vignettes")

Massage therapy.
For some reason I'm reminded of Les Stroud, the survivor man. "The last thing I would ever want to do is injure an animal!" [That's why I beat this chipmunk to death with a rock instead of packing a sandwich.]
 
Slungshots are quite devastating. You should check out that book by Escobar, a gift I received from our friend @Cambertree :thumbsup:

Interesting Jer, and that's an interesting point. I remember J jackknife saying, after reading a number of books about Naval warfare during the Napoleonic period, that for boarding parties, the ordinary seaman preferred a belay pin to a cutlass or boarding axe, and the reason is the same as for the footpad: When facing an armed, or potentially armed opponent, a well-aimed concussive blow can quickly take them out of the fight, whereas even heavily wounded (with a sharp instrument), they are still dangerous, and still capable of wounding or killing in reprisal. Sandbags, slungshots, and coshes were carried by both sides during the US Civil War, even when other weapons were certainly available :thumbsup:

Just a love of history Tom :D ;) :thumbsup:

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I'm amazed that I still seem to have all my hearing! :eek:

Did you ever fire rifle grenades (with the gas tube locked off)?! :eek: :D Funny what you miss :D :thumbsup:

shoot right loose left and vice versa, Army doc told me that and its accurate.

No rifle grenades,the infantry let me fire a 81mm mortar of the back of an APC once though.

what unit where you with?
 
shoot right loose left and vice versa, Army doc told me that and its accurate.

No rifle grenades,the infantry let me fire a 81mm mortar of the back of an APC once though.

what unit where you with?

That sounds fun, never fired any mortars. Sometimes used to use the Energa rifle grenades (FAL rather than SLR), they used to come with a simple plastic sighting device, and a blank cartridge. Kick like a mule if you fire them from the shoulder. I've used H & K HEAT rifle grenades (G3), which are larger and more sophisticated, and kick back even worse! :eek: :D

Complicated ;) :thumbsup:
 
I remember seeing those when they were crowd-funding for them, looked pretty cool 😎👍
 
I remember seeing those when they were crowd-funding for them, looked pretty cool 😎👍
I just saw them appear at a home improvement place. (I could probably say the name; they don't sell anything I'd call a knife.)
I was telling my sister about them, and we agreed they were too silly at their price, but my BIL sent me one.
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Pictured with a TEW and a Horsewright wildrag (not a rumal).
 
I just saw them appear at a home improvement place. (I could probably say the name; they don't sell anything I'd call a knife.)
I was telling my sister about them, and we agreed they were too silly at their price, but my BIL sent me one.
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Pictured with a TEW and a Horsewright wildrag (not a rumal).
Cool, I wonder if they'll ever appear over here? :cool: :D :thumbsup:
 
I encountered the Bug-a-Salt a couple of summers ago in Buffalo Gap, SD. It was in a bar that took up a small corner of a big corrugated metal quonset hut on the east end of town, in the first shade you encounter after riding across Cuny Table on Reservation Route 2. The sun out there is fiercely unrelenting, so a frosty Grain Belt usually seems like a good idea.

My buddy and I about doubled the population of the bar, not counting the bartender.They were playing with a Bug-a-Salt, and South Dakota being the friendly place it is, they offered us a turn almost before we had our beers. There were plenty of flies, and no bag limit.
 
I encountered the Bug-a-Salt a couple of summers ago in Buffalo Gap, SD. It was in a bar that took up a small corner of a big corrugated metal quonset hut on the east end of town, in the first shade you encounter after riding across Cuny Table on Reservation Route 2. The sun out there is fiercely unrelenting, so a frosty Grain Belt usually seems like a good idea.

My buddy and I about doubled the population of the bar, not counting the bartender.They were playing with a Bug-a-Salt, and South Dakota being the friendly place it is, they offered us a turn almost before we had our beers. There were plenty of flies, and no bag limit.
I had to read that several times Henry, just for the pleasure of it, it's a good story, but what a great piece of prose :cool: :) :thumbsup:
 
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