Let's see your good old basic fixed blades, Bowie's, Stickers, etc.

Jack Black said:
Got this Tod Cutler Scottish Dirk on order :D

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Ay, the kilt will be next, my friend!
 
Jack Black Jack Black You nailed it. I looked up the dates at one point - I don't remember with certainty; but I'm thinking '85 and '86. (Could be a year later on each...I'm sure it's not earlier because I'd have remembered '84)

Hard to believe the 80s were so long ago
 
hhmoore said:
Jack Black Jack Black You nailed it. I looked up the dates at one point - I don't remember with certainty; but I'm thinking '85 and '86. (Could be a year later on each...I'm sure it's not earlier because I'd have remembered '84)

Hard to believe the 80s were so long ago
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Yes indeed, it doesn't seem that long ago to me (my eldest daughter was born in 1984) :) I was thinking '82 or '83. I'm afraid I never managed to get hold of one though :( A shop called 'Rucksack & Rifle' stocked 3 Western models, but folded before I could order. I bought a couple of books from them I think, which is why I'm thinking of those dates, but my memory is certainly not the best these days, and I'm sure you're right 👍
 
I didn't mean to imply those models weren't available earlier - I believe both were introduced circa 1982.
I was referring to the date codes (letters) on these specific knives...the W84 shows an "I", and the W83 shows a "J"; so they were from consecutive years.

Your eldest daughter was born the year I graduated high school.

*Edited to add - I just took a quick look, and it appears that they started using the letters in 1977, beginning with "A"...which does put my knives at '85 & '86
 
hhmoore said:
I didn't mean to imply those models weren't available earlier - I believe both were introduced circa 1982.
I was referring to the date codes (letters) on these specific knives...the W84 shows an "I", and the W83 shows a "J"; so they were from consecutive years.

Your eldest daughter was born the year I graduated high school.

*Edited to add - I just took a quick look, and it appears that they started using the letters in 1977, beginning with "A"...which does put my knives at '85 & '86
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Oh, sorry, I didn't even see the letters! 😁 It's cool being able to date them exactly :)

1984 was a good year! I left school in 1977 😁👍
 
Jack Black said:
LOL! :D I didn't even know there was one Dave! 🤣
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Hey, that's not bad! :D I have a shirt a bit like that! :D :thumbsup:
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Ay and then a waistcoat will be next, a tie and perhaps a scarf. Then only a short step to the kilt!

Just for a matter of historical record, a dirk was the first knife I ever made, back when I was 17. I'd just returned from year of school at Waid Academy in Anstruther Fife Scotland. About a week before my return to California the Hiking Club there at the school took a trip to hike up to the top of Benn Cruachan, next to beautiful Loch Awe. While not a member of the club I was invited to go along and did. It was a very small school and everyone knew everyone. While not everyone made it to the top most did and on the way back down I found a shed form a Red Deer stag. Stuck it in my pack and brought it back down the hill and a week later back to California. Going through customs at LAX was an event. They literally went through all my clothes and then went through the seams of each item just as if the East Neuk of Fife was the epicenter of the international drug trade or something. Its not, its a group of picture postcard little fishing villages strung along a small piece of coast. So they come to the shed. "What's this?" They say. "A deer antler", I replied. They stick me in a side room with two customs agents and all my luggage. After about an hour of nothing a Fish and Game officer shows up. "What cha need?" He asks the two agents. "Whats this?" and they show him the shed. The look he gave them was voluminous and gently translates to and I paraphrase: Are you really that stupid, yes you must be that stupid and you called me all the way over here and wasted all of my time because you are that stupid! "Its a deer antler!" He turned looked at me, nodded at the two customs guys and rolled his eyes. He was saying: city folk, and left. So a few days later my dad and I cut down an old butcher knife into a dirk shape and used part of the shed as the handle after soaking it overnight in coffee to give it some color. My father wasn't a knife maker but he was handy in the shop and could get stuff done. Have no idea what happened to that dirk. Ya know I can't do a post this long with out a pic. At the bottom of Benn Cruachan ,1977, with some of the Hiking Club from Waid Academy:

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Thats the only dirk I've ever made. Nowadays mostly lil guys, far from dirkish:

IIRyU4Y.jpg
 
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Horsewright said:
Ay and then a waistcoat will be next, a tie and perhaps a scarf. Then only a short step to the kilt!

Just for a matter of historical record, a dirk was the first knife I ever made, back when I was 17. I'd just returned from year of school at Waid Academy in Anstruther Fife Scotland. About a week before my return to California the Hiking Club there at the school took a trip to hike up to the top of Benn Cruachan, next to beautiful Lock Awe. While not a member of the club I was invited to go along and did. It was a very small school and everyone knew everyone. While not everyone made it to the top most did and on the way back down I found a shed form a Red Deer stag. Stuck it in my pack and brought it back down the hill and a week later back to California. Going through customs at LAX was an event. They literally went through all my clothes and then went through the seams of each item just as if the East Neuk of Fife was the epicenter of the international drug trade or something. Its not, its a group of picture postcard little fishing villages strung along a small piece of coast. So they come to the shed. "What's this?" They say. "A deer antler", I replied. They stick me in a side room with two customs agents and all my luggage. After about an hour of nothing a Fish and Game officer shows up. "What cha need?" He asks the two agents. "Whats this?" and they show him the shed. The look he gave them was voluminous and gently translates to and I paraphrase: Are you really that stupid, yes you must be that stupid and you called me all the way over here and wasted all of my time because you are that stupid! "Its a deer antler!" He turned looked at me, nodded at the two customs guys and rolled his eyes. He was saying: city folk, and left. So a few days later my dad and I cut down an old butcher knife into a dirk shape and used part of the shed as the handle after soaking it overnight in coffee to give it some color. My father wasn't a knife maker but he was handy in the shop and could get stuff done. Have no idea what happened to that dirk. Ya know I can't do a post this long with out a pic. At the bottom of Benn Cruachan ,1977, with some of the Hiking Club from Waid Academy:

HHBKba7.jpg


Thats the only dirk I've ever made. Nowadays mostly lil guys, far from dirkish:

IIRyU4Y.jpg
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What a great post Dave! An absolute pleasure to read my friend :) 1977 was a good year wasn't it? :) A shame you don't still have the dirk, but your knives are always a treat to see :cool: Great pic too :) :thumbsup:

There's a famous Scottish saying, "Family tartans? That way lies penury!" :eek: You have to pronounce 'penury' in a thick Scottish brogue! ;) 🤣
 
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