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How well does the cho prevent liquids from running down the blade and on to the handle?Anyone test that? Does the closed cho work as well as the open cho and does the size of the cho matter? Does light brush and leaves get caught in the open cho while clearing?
 
The cho has done nothing for me in terms of utility... It's a nice characteristic of kukris, it kinda sets them apart from Indian kukri-like blades, kopis, etc. If you really use your kukri very very hard, it CAN be a weak point and develop small cracks... I remember one forum member on Ramanon (probably here too) did some testing on that. What it boils down to is the sharp angles on some of the chos doesn't handle the forces as well and so will crack with a lot of heavy heavy use.

...still, Himalayan Imports kukris are known for being extremely tough, and like Valiant Co. goloks, a small crack or chip in the metal or handle doesn't mean it's not functional, but it's best to be careful henceforth should it occur.
 
uncle bill said:
"It has various meanings according to various people. A few are: the clitoris of Kali, the penis of Shiva, Surya ra Chandra (sun and moon, symbols of Nepal), a "Kowdi" ('cow-track' because the cow is sacred to the Hindus), a blood drip, a substitute guard, and on and on and on. Take your pick. The true meaning has been lost in time so today it is anybody's guess". -Bill Martino

uncle bill said it quite well and succinctly.

it, however is well known to be the front sight for the austro-nepali martial art of khukuri throwing. by use of the cho in aiming and strictly disciplined martial arts skills taught to practitioners over the ages by aboriginal holy men pilgrimaging in nepal, the balanced form of the khukuri allows it to be thrown by the high initiate such that not only will it decapitate it's target, but will return to it wielder so that it may be caught and thrown again. the centrifugal force spins any blood off the tip of the knife, so drips are not a problem. one high master was known to decapitate three enemy warriors in one throw, causing the rest to flee and winning the battle.

furthermore, there is some evidence that when thrown, the blade cross section being very wing-like with a thick spine tapering down to a sharp trailing edge, generates lift. the cho acts as a vortex breaker, similar to those airliners with small vertical winglets on the end of the main wing, and thus furthering the lift and allowing greater distance with less effort. the world record for khukuri throw (using a single honeydew melon target on a post in lieue of decapitating a real enemy, as there was no war on at the time) was 532.4 feet. this record has held since it was first recorded by guinness in 1954, by a gurkha Senapati named Prithvi Naryan Shah Gorkha using a 18in sirupate wheight 1lb 4 oz.
 
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Fine Kronc, just fine. :)

The first day Jake is off on his boat trip and you are posting the boomerang/range-finder theory of cho on khukuris.

You just love your mischief, don't you? :)

BTW, you forgot to mention that the practioners of the art of boomerang-ing khukuris are all known by the nickname of "Stumpy."




Kis
enjoy every sandwich
 
it is best to learn the recovery phase really well before attempting a throw with a sharpened khukuri.

it's those who do not who are called stumpy.
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it's also best not to wear a silly helmet and thick goggles.
it's also best to use a bit of credulity. i suspend mine in a small muslin bag around my neck frequently, but it tends to wiggle.

reminds me to warn you that it is bad karma to draw your khukuri and return it to it's scabbard without it drinking blood. that is why whenever you see a nepali carrying a khukuri, he or she will have their appendages liberally covered in band-aid plasters. just think, every time they go out to cut wood, trim brush, open a can, weed the garden, they have to cut themselves before they put the blade back. you never see a nepali without a liberal covering of scars.

of course, the king had servants that would cut themselves with the kings khukri whenever he went out to cut wood. nepali blood banks have a whole different meaning than in other countries. thirsty little beasts these khukuri.


the nasty rumour that a ww2 gurkha started it when he got tired of having to show his blade to all the westerners that kept admiring it persists in spite of all the photos like this one of a typical nepali farm worker after a day out with his favourite khukuri.
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i of course do not want to spam, so i will not provide a link, but i do recommend these bandages to all you khukuri owners out there who are brave enough to actually take them out of their scabbards. they are especially useful for rapid healing of al-qaeda adherants and talibanners. 30% pork. watch out for the toy inside tho, it bites.
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it's a rough life in nepal. flying blood thirsty khukuris and all. no wonder tigers are in decline. i wouldn't be surprised if they were the cause of global warming. and UFO's. (yes, i do mean the tigers, they want to get even. however, the story of the flying tigers is best left for another day.)

p.s. - when boating make sure you only use wood handled khuks, they float better than horn. if throwing your khukuri at a whale, it may take more than one throw to decapitate it fully, so a fairly long lanyard may be needed.
 
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I have been speaking to Andy (the mail man at work) over the last couple of years about Ghurka's and kukris. During his national service he was a driver assigned to the Ghurka regiment in Malaysia.

He was telling me a few stories of the stuff the guys got up to and he actually saw the troops (especially the younger ones) passing the time throwing the knives at a wooden target - apparently they got quite good :)
 
Oh, so i can throw a khukuri straight up high above my head to clear the branches near the powerlines off without having to get up close to the danger.
 
Masterfully spun kronckew!

Only problem is what if my Khukuri wont come back? Should I try to get solace from this Charlie Drake song:

For the vid: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoBXAUNU1HE

For sing along lyrics: http://www.leoslyrics.com/listlyrics.php?hid=pjlI6IuN7Ws=

Here are a few lines:

(low chanting)
In the bad bad lands of Australia many years ago
The Aborigine tribes were meeting, having a big pow-wow
(chanting)
(low voice): We've got a lot of trouble, Chief, on account of your son Mac!
(midrange voice): My boy Mac, what's wrong with him?
(high-pitched voice, young prince): My boomerang won't come back!
(low voices): Your boomerang won't come back
(prince): My boomerang won't come back
My boomerang won't come back
I've waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
I'm a big disgrace t' the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't back
I want a kangaroo (yeah yeah)
Make kangaroo stew (yeah yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace t' the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't back

:D
 
Oh, so i can throw a khukuri straight up high above my head to clear the branches near the powerlines off without having to get up close to the danger.

you may want to tie a cord to the khukuri just in case it gets caught in the branches, best make it a fairly stiff one, small diameter stainless steel wire rope is ideal. it can only cut through a few branches at a time before running out of energy & might get stuck. a steel cable near the power lines will also help feed it more power.

i heard of a lawyer whose pool was under a 50KV line who was rather fond of cleaning the pool with a net on the end of a long aluminum pole. his widow, also a lawyer, of course sued the mfg. because it did not have a product safety warning label on it that warned against using it around high voltage power lines. she is one of the reasons that my jar of peanut butter has a section on the label that says 'caution, may contain nuts'.

anyhow, just to be safe, best put a small label on the khukuri that says:

= Caution: do not use around high voltage power lines =

that aught to cover HI justincase.

__________________________________________________________
Caution: the opinions and recommendations expressed here do not
necessarily coincide with those of the management. do not try this at home
i repeat do not try this at home
__________________________________________________________​

there, that aught to take care of them OSHA safety nuts out hiding in the bushes there.

on another note, i hear the ministry of defense research dept. is developing an optical sight for the khukuri to replace the old fashioned cho sight. even the peep sight version is no longer considered adequate. MI5, with the assistance of the CIA, is developing a remotely piloted version that will throw itself for use in afghanistan and northern pakistan. the current version unfortuneatly weighs in at 5,234 kilos and can only throw itself 0.001 millimeter, but they're hard at work spending money to develope it further. why waste taxpayers money on armour for fighting vehicles when you could use a RPK (remotely piloted khukuri) instead.

p.s. - MI5 have hired the lady lawyer referenced above to sue the kalashnikov factory for use of the RPK acronym in violation of our long-standing copyright as applied for by the gurkhas in 1845 and renewed continuously since.

NEWSFLASH:

i have just been answering the door, i'm back now. the three men in black suits and dark glasses have informed me that the internet monitoring section of the MOD electronic warfare section in cheltenham have intercepted this post and want me to warn you that the RPK project is ultra top secret and thus may not be mentioned to anyone, not even your wife or cow-orkers, only the MOD, the CIA, Lord Mandelson, Teddy Kennedy. jane fonda, the news of the world and the daily telegraph have access to this material, even POTUS does not have high enough access to be aware of this. violation of this directive will be considered a breach of the official secrets act even if not signed by you, and will be punished to the full extent of the law. for those of you outside the jurisdiction of the UK or the USA, 007 has been put on alert. (he's 89 yrs old now, but still effective, so watch out for senior citizens with walther .32 canes...)
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for bruce: his boomerang won't come back either.
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shoulda used a RPK :)

p.s. - if that darn eucalypt (and the fence) hadn't been in the way it would have gone even further
 
i had a friend who made a really loud bull roarer, he used a real bull, and two short planks hinged together at one end. place bull-nuts between the planks and squeeze. we called him al gored.
 
...and where was i during all this, you might ask.

i am a bit loathe to tell, but it was a few minutes after the world record attempt above, having lined al and his bull up to make appropriate celebratory noises after my attempt to beat the previous one, that it all fell apart. i had stationed al, still gore-less at this time, at approx. 150 metres beyond the previous throw's endpoint. you would have seen him in the video along with the bull had the fence and tree not blocked the view. al was wearing a funny costume with a lot of metallic bits on it, he'd copied it from a spanish book he'd found while rummaging in the trash. (he was a part-time bin man) he got the blue tights from a bin also. some old biddy had at long last thrown out her capri pants.

anyhow, i spent a few minutes warming up, al got his planks into position, i wound up and gave a mighty throw of my khukuri. it sailed and sailed till it was a tiny dot in the distance, slowly settling, when al - anticipating my obvious victory, squeezed the planks. that's when the fit hit the shan. the bull screamed and reared up, the khukuri, having had it's razor sharp edge taped over by health and safety for the contest, struck the bull's horns, got diverted downwards and made a not immediately fatal plunge into the bull.

thoroughly upset at this point, the bull turned on al, and enabled his new nickname, i've circled the applicable bit.
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you can see the khukuri's red and yellow handle tape (for visibility at the distances involved) to the left of the horns.

after al was gored the bull of course ran for it's life, sadly expiring at exactly 312.34 metres from where i stood toeing the foul line in shock. it had ran in my direction.

i know the distance exactly as the judges then measured from the line to the deceased bull's khukuri implant.

i only came in third. i was later disqualified for hitting the health and safety officer at the request of al later in the day, as al was convinced had it's edge been untaped, not only would it have decapitated the bull and gained an unbeatable record, but also would have prevented al's dangly bits from being so brutally removed, and that's why my throw's not in the records. i personally was lucky, the judge threw out the assault charge as being justifiable under the circumstances. i naturally thanked the judge, after all, he WAS my uncle. the prosecutor however got 90 days.

al's wife divorced him shortly after, marrying a man more capable of satisfying her needs, and also able to provide the children she desired. last i saw of al he was leading the transexual section of the gay pride march in london. the blonde wig did not do him justice.

i hear he was finally arrested by the police for something completely unrelated and now resides permanently at her majesty's pleasure in the clink, but from the photo in the news of the world, the policeman who tasered him had a cho cut into it. any relation?

p.s. - it was a 20" HI kobra, by the way. it has a closed kaudi style peepsite cho, so the blood did run down onto the handle when i retrieved it from the bull. at the further request of al, i removed the bull's testicles, so i could look down and honestly say

"that's no bull"

and this is the gospel truth, would i steer you wrong?
 
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the bull's name was samantha. he headed up a fertilizer mfg. concern in ipswich. he is survived by his 3 wives and 4 calves.

al runs a successful internet file sharing business from his cell. he is married to his room-mate Humongous, a heavily tattooed weight lifter from san bernadino who wears a hockey mask as he is actually very shy. yes, he is related to the boston humongouses. they are very happy.

the health and safety inspector retired and runs an aluminum pool cleaner mfg. plant in southern california. his wife is a former lawyer and wealthy in her own right. she used to be married to al, the new couple have three kids, including one boy, and one girl.

the contest judges now work for an american footbar league team as place kickers, and my uncle the criminal court judge has the cell next to al.

i have retired from public life and live on a mountain top in a cave far from all utilities, conveniences, pubs and other such worldy distractions and have been fasting in meditation for 180 days. i am the object of pilgrimage of the aboriginal seekers of enlightenment who teach the skills i have mentioned. they come and touch the hem of my robe and depart wiser men, leaving me gifts. (minimum of £15.99 plus VAT, family tickets available - gift shop available on your way out)

thus endeth the lesson for today. i have exhausted my knowledge of cho and kaudi. i have applied to guinness for 1. the widest thread veer record. 2. a case of what i was drinking yesterday. i am moving on to another plane of existance.

the world however ends on dec 21st or 23rd, 2012 depending on which mayan scholar you listen to, so be sure to buy as many HI Khuks as possible before then. you will likely need them after. there are always zombies.

what does this have to do with khukuris? - everything.
 
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