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My French is rusty, been nearly twenty years since I last sipped wine in southern Belgium/northern France, but what I meant to say was "hunting knife".
Here's the deal, there's a rancher about an hour drive north of me that has an abundance of wild hogs on his property. Some time after New Year's, I plan to go up and launch a razor edged broad head through one of the big tuskers (not with my target bow, I have a 65# longbow that is nicknamed "The Black Death").
The hunting knife? Kumar Karda, not my beautifully carved wood handled one by Sher, I asked Uncle if he could dig me up or order one with a plain handle that wouldn't mind some blood and guts, because this one will see extremely harsh use (y'all ever butchered wild hogs?). Luck is indeed a lady, and in this case her name was Yangdu. She found it in the warehouse, better than I could have hoped for, with a handle that's not just plain and unadorned, but just happens to be horn (my personal favorite, and the black handled knife will be a proper match for that big black longbow).
Can't wait for the hunt, and the feast that follows will be dedicated in honor of Bill and Yangdu Martino. Ah, foaming mugs of ale and the delicious aroma of roast pork taken with a good long bow, for an archer it just doesn't get much better. Yeah, I know, I should have been born in another time. How do you know I wasn't?
Sarge
Here's the deal, there's a rancher about an hour drive north of me that has an abundance of wild hogs on his property. Some time after New Year's, I plan to go up and launch a razor edged broad head through one of the big tuskers (not with my target bow, I have a 65# longbow that is nicknamed "The Black Death").
The hunting knife? Kumar Karda, not my beautifully carved wood handled one by Sher, I asked Uncle if he could dig me up or order one with a plain handle that wouldn't mind some blood and guts, because this one will see extremely harsh use (y'all ever butchered wild hogs?). Luck is indeed a lady, and in this case her name was Yangdu. She found it in the warehouse, better than I could have hoped for, with a handle that's not just plain and unadorned, but just happens to be horn (my personal favorite, and the black handled knife will be a proper match for that big black longbow).
Can't wait for the hunt, and the feast that follows will be dedicated in honor of Bill and Yangdu Martino. Ah, foaming mugs of ale and the delicious aroma of roast pork taken with a good long bow, for an archer it just doesn't get much better. Yeah, I know, I should have been born in another time. How do you know I wasn't?

Sarge