Khukuri sheath for Saddle.

You must have been reading an old thread in the archive, Will.
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I have nothing against tung oil really, it's just that I like the looks of a linseed oil finish. It's the closest you can get to the naked beauty of natural wood with no finish at all and still be waterproof.

Brass straps on a scabbard like that pic Rusty linked to look great ... but I'm just thinking even the least handy of us can surely wrap some wire around a scabbard. That doesn't take any skill, or much time or money either.

If the sarkis are willing to do it, we could stop kicking that "how to unsheath a khukuri" thread back to the top and let it die a natural death. If not, well, we can do it ourselves.

-Cougar :{)
 
Got email from Jim March who tells me he is buried with work on his lawsuit. He makes scabbards that are good for motorcycle carry and has good ideas. He will be around later when things ease up for him. Stay tuned. He always has worthwhile info to share.

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Blessings from the computer shack in Reno.

Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports Website
Khukuri FAQ
 
OK. No falls? If no you are a lot better horseman than me. I had an ex-brother-in-law who lived in Leonard, Texas and trained horses for a living. Every time I stopped by to have a drink of Jack Daniels with him out in the barn I ended up on a nasty horse who ended up putting me in the dirt. Texas men and horses convinced me I'd never be the Lone Ranger.

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Blessings from the computer shack in Reno.

Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports Website
Khukuri FAQ
 
I`ve spent some time taking the buck out of horses. I like a workout, but it can be very inconvienient.
I used to be young. I had a horse that would give you a good days work if you could ride him. I bought him for killer price from Stan Ellison of Tuscarora way.
I put him in a can. He was mean, but honest. One too many hooves went my way on my way to the dirt.
The snidey sorrel bucked off Larry Mahan in L.A. 1972.
 
No bucking, No falls. It was a great ride. Smokey did have a bucking stage. I have had 6 unscheduled dismounts. I would never make it in the rodeo. I feel we are past this stage in his life and now he is mine. Actually there was one other, but that included way too much wine.
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Please elucidate us Uncle. I know some "Strawberry Roan" verses and "Old Paint", and a few others. Since they are all in G,C,D or F ,I can even play them.
 
It is a song about growing old.

"I used to be the best, they say, at riding young wild horses for my pay..."

Then the song goes on to tell about a bucking horse (can't remember his name) that terrorized all the cowboys -- today he is old and worn out and giving kids a ride in carnivals for a dime and the cowboy who couldn't be throwed is a has been who has been throwed many times in his later years.

Chorus is "Ride'em cowboy, don't let'um throw you down. You're the toughest cowboy in town" -- or something close. I have not heard this song for years but it used to be one of my favorites once I realized that I was not going to be young, handsome and strong forever.

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Blessings from the computer shack in Reno.

Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports Website
Khukuri FAQ
 
Sheez, and all I wondered about was a sheath for a khukuri that would be "safe" ot carry on my horse.
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I`ll play:
I was hanging `round town just spending my time.
Out of a job not earning a dime.
When a fella steps up and says I suppose;
you`re a bronc fighter from the looks of your clothes.
I answers him yes; I`m a good one I claim.
Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?
He said he`s got one, a bad one to buck.
At throwing good riders, he`s had lots of luck.
I gets all het up and asks what he pays
to ride this old nag for a couple of days.
He offers me ten and I said I`m your man.
The bronc never lived that I couldn`t span.
He said get your saddle, I`ll give you a chance.
In his buckboard we hops and we drives to the ranch.
I stayed until morning and right after chuck; I stepped out to see if this outlaw could buck.
Out in the horse corral, standing alone was an old caballo, a strawberry roan. Ad infinitem


 
Thanks Howard, do you remember this one?
Riding out of Kansas City headed south to Mexico;I was running,dodging danger left the girl that I loved so.
Far behind lay Kansas City and the past that I had earned.
20 notches on my sixguns marked the lessons I had learned.

What ever happened to those old buckaroo songs?
 
There will always be old buckaroos. You can't get rid of them or their songs.

Some may think them simple but there is often wisdom to be found inside. You just need to look below the surface.
 
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