I don't hunt, but I have on more than one occasion spoke of just how special the 110 is to me.
It's been the work knife if choice for my dad going on 40 years. It's proven to me that it really is one of the best hard use practical knives out there. Some of the stuff my old man does with his 110 would make a knife knut cringe. Cutting plastic drain tile while dragging the edge through the dirt, scraping, making small holes, digging the mud out of his boots before he gets into his truck.
The thing is, the next day that 110 is clean and sharp even if it has earned a few more beauty marks. He doesn't abuse it, but a 110 on his hip gets USED.
Now, that is how he treats his work knife. He keeps a pristine 110 on his hip in a custom leather sheath I made him when he's out and about.
It's funny, I don't carry a 110 often. Truth be told, I either carry a slim slip joint or a higher end "super steel" flipper (I prefer a one handed work knife". However, just yesterday I came across a 50th Anniversary 110 in my knife drawer I bought for a song when Academy was clearancing them out. My fifth pocket of my jeans is just perfect for a 110. The ebony dymondwood scales are a nice touch.
The 110 is a heavy and, dare I say it, somewhat archaic knife. But like all of us lucky to last so long, "dated" should be a term we get used to hearing as "better" things come along. For me, even if it is just for nostalgic reasons, the 110 will always be the knife I think of when I think of the word "hunter", and, more importantly, "dad".