Well, I got my Rosewood WWII in the mail a week and a half ago, and I thought I'd write and let you all know how it's bearing up.
Before injury curtailed my army career, I was at the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, training to be an officer. My platoon commander there was an English officer serving with 2nd Battalion, Royal Gurkha Rifles, and the demonstration company (the 'enemy' during practise attacks on exercise) was sourced from 1RGR.
Curiousity inevitably gets the better of a young officer cadet, and we all wondered about the kukris carried by the gurkhas - would they be too awkward to handle, too heavy, too unwieldy? We all had the chance to handle them, and the lucky ones got the opportunity to try them out on unfortunate trees on Longmoor Training Area... Result - one officer cadet convinced of the wonderous nature of the native cutlery of Nepal.
I 'lose' myself around Scotland any chance I can, and in the wilderness over here it's best to go prepared. My last 'survival' knife had broken its handle six months ago, and I had made up my mind that the replacement was going to be a kukri.
Well, I've just been walking the length of Skye (nearly 100 miles in 7 days) and I'm happy to say the WWII behaved itself impeccably. Ne settling-in period, no chafing, no sticking in the sheath; it performed brilliantly, from chopping firewood to fine controlled work shaving kindling. The level of fine control you can achieve with this kukri is truly astounding.
Off walking in Sutherland next month, hoof and mouth restrictions permitting... I'll let you know if the good start is continued.
Before injury curtailed my army career, I was at the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, training to be an officer. My platoon commander there was an English officer serving with 2nd Battalion, Royal Gurkha Rifles, and the demonstration company (the 'enemy' during practise attacks on exercise) was sourced from 1RGR.
Curiousity inevitably gets the better of a young officer cadet, and we all wondered about the kukris carried by the gurkhas - would they be too awkward to handle, too heavy, too unwieldy? We all had the chance to handle them, and the lucky ones got the opportunity to try them out on unfortunate trees on Longmoor Training Area... Result - one officer cadet convinced of the wonderous nature of the native cutlery of Nepal.
I 'lose' myself around Scotland any chance I can, and in the wilderness over here it's best to go prepared. My last 'survival' knife had broken its handle six months ago, and I had made up my mind that the replacement was going to be a kukri.
Well, I've just been walking the length of Skye (nearly 100 miles in 7 days) and I'm happy to say the WWII behaved itself impeccably. Ne settling-in period, no chafing, no sticking in the sheath; it performed brilliantly, from chopping firewood to fine controlled work shaving kindling. The level of fine control you can achieve with this kukri is truly astounding.
Off walking in Sutherland next month, hoof and mouth restrictions permitting... I'll let you know if the good start is continued.