Eighteen years ago my Father received a Buck 501 as a best mans gift for a wedding, he carried it for a few years and now uses it to go apple picking and on random occasions. I had forgotten all about it until I searched his closet and found it, in need of a good lube but still timeless. Not wanting to take his I purchased the same model from the local army navy store to find that it hasn't changed, I figured I might as well carry on the tradition
This is my first Buck and it wont be my last, it's nice to take a break from all the fancy expensive folders that litter my knife drawer and get back to the real knives that started it all. Here are some quick shots I took for "comparison", 1988-2006.



Can't wait till I carry it tomorrow




Can't wait till I carry it tomorrow
