LostViking is one of the best posters on BF. It will be very cool to see your FK in action. I had very similar thoughts when I first got my fk and I didn't even use it until probably a year later. There is definitely something special about it.
Even with the prices skyrocketing and very tempting to sell, it will stay in my kit. I don't have too many like that.
Luke,
Thank you sir for the kind words. I'm not sure I live up to them. But I will strive to add some value.
It's interesting to hear how many folks had similar first off impressions.
Like many folks here. I have a fair share of knives. So I have some experience, and understand what I need and what I like.
On paper, I thought the Field Knife was about perfect for what I was looking for. And obviously it has a cult like following for a reason. But, knives, hand shapes and sizes, usage, location all conspire to drive folks in different directions. I have been messing about with Puukkos lately. So it seemed a bit big when it first arrived.
Yesterday's little outing was good for me, for many reasons. I needed a break from the perpetual "Red Alert Status" that seems to increase in intensity with each passing day.
When the world stresses me. I retreat to the woods. Yesterday was no exception. I couldn't get out there fast enough. I have two crows that hang around. Larry and Cheryl. Larry Bird and Cheryl Crow. Yes, my life is simple. But I like it. Larry is quite the character. He just swooped through to see what I was doing and then bolted.
I called him a few times. Which set off a chain of events that reinforces why I spend so much time in the woods. Larry was chasing Cheryl and had no interest in me. But my calls set off an owl. With another one responding back. And yet another one chiming in off in the distance.
This went on for quite a while. They hooted. I hooted back. I could tell one was moving in closer. But I couldn't see him through the trees. Eventually I saw him swoop down about 150 feet out. I imagine something became a late afternoon snack. Because all went quiet. About a half an hour later they all picked it back up again. With Larry finally squawking back at them announcing his disapproval.
All this because I wanted to go out and test a new knife. How cool is that?
I'm pretty new to this Carothers Forum. So I share some background. I live in the extreme northern Adirondacks. I'm pretty much surrounded by woods. Some mine, some New York State's. Lots of rugged real estate to play on. And almost no people.
I have always been an outdoors person. My first knife was from my dad's Mess Kit. Much to my mother's dismay. I was given them it around age six. Along with a pistol belt and a USGI canteen. I had to grow a bit before I could hold the belt up. But off I went, and I never looked back.
About eight years ago. I canceled my cable bill and gave away our television set. Best single thing I ever did. Well after marrying my wife that is. My woods time trippled. And while this Carothers Field Knife wasn't cheap. It was more than offset by the eight years of $72.00 per month I was saving from no cable bill. I miss TV about three times a year.
I can not tell you how much more enjoyable and refreshing I find sitting in the woods listening to Owls and Crows. Jettisoning the television was a life changing move.
But this is about a knife, not a television. This knife, just like that old mess kit blade. Is more than just a cutting or chopping tool. It is a gateway to the outdoors. It makes you want to go out and do things. Real things, not hollywood things.
These days, much of my life happens out of the house. Thank you Nathan, Jo, and Lorien, for providing me with an exciting new tool to continue on the adventure.
