Experiment III

Art & Science if you will...*wink*

Gotcha.

I seem to recall a story about a Pepsi can in a Hospital Emergency room Steve. Eh. Wasn't really a knife so I guess you can continue to improvise, adapt, overcome. ;)

All the best to ya Steve. Keep us posted on the experiment. I'm looking forward to seeing what happens come October, November. You do still hunt, don't ya?

Chris
 

At the moment I have one EDC, a SAK Classic SD.
Life is Life.


Never underestimate how far you can go with a small pen knife like that.

Every odd year Karen's family has a cousins reunion. They all grew up together close, and stayed close their whole lives. The reunions are held different places on summer vacations. One time Kiowa Island Georga, another a tourist lodge in the Smokey Mountains. In 2003 it was Key West. On this occasion we fly down instead of drive because of the longer distance, and being post 9-11, I left my cutlery at home, planning on buying a cheap knife at a local K-mart or fishing supply. We get down to Key West and check into the hotel and head out to the beach with the family. On the way we pick up some sub sandwiches and drinks. Out on the beach I'm trying to open one of those foil packs of mayo for my Italian hogie but my hands are still a bit slick from sun block. I am trying to tear it open with my teeth when Karen says "here try this" and hands me a nice little red classic. I ask her where the heck that came from. It was in her make-up bag, she stuck it in there before we left home in case we needed a knife. Somehow she snuck it past in all the jumble of lip stick, eye liner, and weird eye lash tool thing. The TSA turned me upside down going through on the way down.

So for the next week, that classic beat around Key West in my pocket and I never did get around to buying a knife. Little classic did just about everything. I even mangaged to fix the leaking carborator on my rental Honda motorscooter using the screw driver tip and a gasket cut from the bottom of a Kleenex box. Opened packages, trimmed a broken nail, a few things here and there. Worked better than a Pepsi can.

Going home I warn Karen not to take it through security. I try to make it easy on myself, wearing nylon swim trunks, t-shirt, and Teva sandals. Nothing metal on me. Karen walks through in front of me with no problem. TSA takes me aside for a shake down. Karen says its my beard, makes me look like a follower of Osama. They shake me out and let me go, and we get on the little prop job that takes us to Tampa and a jet. Karen still has her classic back in her make-case.

That d--m little sak makes it though security easier than I do in swin trunks! Go figure. Maybe I should stand a little closer to the razor next time I fly. In 2005 we had the cousins reunion back in Key West because we loved it so. Swiming, snorkling, kayacking the mangroves. I stached a Vic bantam in my checked lugage. It did well as my only edc for a week. Got wet in salt water with no ill effects. Opened alot of cold Corona's and cut limes for same. TSA still gave me a hard time. Karen still had her classic in her make-up kit. With her luck, she could probably walk though TSA with a 1911 in her bag.:rolleyes:
 
JK,
The recent TSA buzz is they may not sweat a SAK Classic. I have heard many stories of them letting the "little one " pass on by.
Don't quote me but that is what I have been hearing 9and experiencing). I travel a lot,no too much; all for work.
Bill
 
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