My most carried pocketknife for the past year-and-a-half is a stag GEC Scout. It's the closest thing I've had to an EDC since I've gotten into slipjoints.
"Madness!" some of you might shout. A man doesn't need anything more than a sodbuster or maybe an SAK of some sort. Perhaps, but those knives don't do anything for me.
As a child I had cheaper knives. You know the type -- cheap, with plastic covers, mystery steel, and so-so fit and finish. I don't have anything against them; I was quite happy to own those knives and very thankful to the men who gave them to me. They're the usual introduction for a boy to the world of sharp and shinies. Good thing too, as you never quite know what a boy will do with his knife (mumblety-peg anyone?).
Now that I'm older I find I want a bit more. I'm not as interested in basic, utilitarian tools. For some things sure. I don't need a mastersmith forged, koa handled screwdriver. But knives are different. They're special. It's not about just doing the job. I want something beautiful, something that makes me smile when I take it out to cut a piece of fruit.
Having a fine knife in your pocket is one of life's simple pleasures.
I hope this doesn't come off as a rant, that is not my intention. It's just that we so often hear people sing the merits of budget knives that I wanted to give the other side a chance.
Let's see yours!
