Memories told... why I love stag.

Great thread, Johnny! This Moore Maker is one of the oldest stag knives I have, and it shows the nice buttery quality they get with some age.

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I'm a big fan of stag. It mellows nicely with use. Thanks for sharing the pics and the story of them, it makes them much more special.
 
It’s been tossed through the air, it’s been swapped from pocket to pocket on a work site, it’s been used borrowed and beaten.

I love this line. Your Dad's knife is obviously cherished, and yet he hasn't lost sight of its purpose. It's a knife, not some precious jewel to be babied and shown off only occasionally.

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This #73 has stag handles that are just drenched in good memories. It’s been apart of hunting trips with my closest friends and family, it’s cleaning more game than any other knife in my rotation. I’ve shared many good memories watching the natural world roll on through the day, all while making the ridges and ravines of this burnt stag my worry stone.
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This knife was gifted to me by my Mom who apparently has excellent taste in stag. It is built like a tank and was an easy choice to throw it into my pocket come hunting season.
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There can be times of boredom when the rain is coming down side ways and the hunt is slow and hard, but this knife has always been a sort of a good luck charm.
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The burnt ravines get worn smooth when the thumb study’s them for an hour, or two.
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The thing I love about this knife is how many times I’ve been able to reach up into the chest cavity of a whitetail and know I’m not going to cut myself because I know every inch of this knife. I know when that stag is submerged in blood it’s not going to slip, the blade isn’t too long to preform perfectly in the hard part of hunting.
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The ability to recall memory after memory as I sit by a campfire is made easy when I have this knife to coon finger.
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It’s one of those knives in my collection that’s just turned special.
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My dad built windows for our new hunting stand last week, I went down to check out his handy work while he slipped off into the woods for an evening hunt. I found his knife laying outside on the building platform with a few caulking tube tops... it’s a tool and not a jewel.
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I rescued it from getting rained on and touched the edge up while he sat in the tree stand. He was looking around for it before I gifted it back to him. He is using the knife to trim out some flooring for the stand right now.
 
I saved this picture from a post a while ago from the late Bob Andrews. He carried this #73 for a while and he talked about it being one of his favorites.
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I had the opportunity to coon finger it while on the porch at Great Eastern. He definitely toted and used this knife into making it special.
 
I agree, it's a pattern that is the ambient size: not monstrous and heavy in the pocket (hate them) but well capable of meeting real cutting challenges:thumbsup::thumbsup:

Don't look too bad either:cool:

Thanks, Will
 
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