Alternate thread title: "Now I get the usefulness of a big knife!"
I just got back from a multi-day motorcycle camping trip down to West Virginia and back. The only knives I take on these trips are a Spirit multitool and a Bark River Mini Canadian. These modest knives or ones like them have always been perfectly adequate, since the camping is usually not too rigorous. Usually I also take a hatchet, but not this time . . . :grumpy::thumbdn:
Last night I stayed in a State Park in PA. I got there just before dark. I had experienced a 40 degree temerature drop during that day's travel, from 90's to 50's, and it had rained substantially too. I wanted a fire. I had a bundle of dry firewood that I got at a store near the park entrance, but no small pieces. The small wood around the campsite was soaked. As I squatted there shaving pieces off a stick of wood with the Mini C, I remembered how, as I was packing up, I thought about whether or not to take my Becker Crewman or hatchet and decided not to, even though I had room. The Mini C is a great knife, but not at batoning firewood in useful sizes.
In the end, I gave up on trying to keep it burning and sat in the dark, thinking about my error in equipping myself. What if I had been alone somewhere really remote and fire were a matter of survival rather than a mere luxury? I did have a motorcycle with about four gallons of gas, a butane cartridge stove, as well as various pieces of flammable but dispensable gear, so I could have made that wood burn in an emergency.
From now on, I'm packing a big knife along if I am not bringing a hatchet.
I just got back from a multi-day motorcycle camping trip down to West Virginia and back. The only knives I take on these trips are a Spirit multitool and a Bark River Mini Canadian. These modest knives or ones like them have always been perfectly adequate, since the camping is usually not too rigorous. Usually I also take a hatchet, but not this time . . . :grumpy::thumbdn:
Last night I stayed in a State Park in PA. I got there just before dark. I had experienced a 40 degree temerature drop during that day's travel, from 90's to 50's, and it had rained substantially too. I wanted a fire. I had a bundle of dry firewood that I got at a store near the park entrance, but no small pieces. The small wood around the campsite was soaked. As I squatted there shaving pieces off a stick of wood with the Mini C, I remembered how, as I was packing up, I thought about whether or not to take my Becker Crewman or hatchet and decided not to, even though I had room. The Mini C is a great knife, but not at batoning firewood in useful sizes.
In the end, I gave up on trying to keep it burning and sat in the dark, thinking about my error in equipping myself. What if I had been alone somewhere really remote and fire were a matter of survival rather than a mere luxury? I did have a motorcycle with about four gallons of gas, a butane cartridge stove, as well as various pieces of flammable but dispensable gear, so I could have made that wood burn in an emergency.
From now on, I'm packing a big knife along if I am not bringing a hatchet.