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I went camping with friends and family up in the Catskills last weekend and my BK2 paired with a BK13 (obviously, I'm Captain OCD) in a Combat Master sheath has gone MIA, it is a sad, sad day in the Arkanian household. The weather was gorgeous, the foliage was beautiful, the fire was roaring (not like Moose's fires or fever, but close) and good times were had by all. My BK2 had eaten several bundles of firewood and decided to retire for the evening with the cooking tools/utensils as it was clearly looking for an easy date. I woke up in the morning to get the fire going and needed a few more pieces of kindling when the panic struck... mine BK2 hath gone missing
I'd like to say it was misplaced or something but the reality is someone must have taken it. I hope they catch some terrible malady found only in the nether regions of a Flexxx sheath and the next time they use it, their arm rots and the BK2 impales their foot to the ground, to be released only when a Beckerhead grasps the handle.
The last camping trip we went on, my wife had (ab)used my BK2 to the point she actually rolled and chipped the blade severely - so much so I had to grind off all the damaged areas and put a new edge on it. When I held the knife up, it looked like it was a serrated blade... that's how much damage it sustained, but I had that sucker ready to roll Upstate.
Anyhow, although it is a sad, sad day... it gives me an excuse to do some steel shopping.... BOOYAH!

The last camping trip we went on, my wife had (ab)used my BK2 to the point she actually rolled and chipped the blade severely - so much so I had to grind off all the damaged areas and put a new edge on it. When I held the knife up, it looked like it was a serrated blade... that's how much damage it sustained, but I had that sucker ready to roll Upstate.
Anyhow, although it is a sad, sad day... it gives me an excuse to do some steel shopping.... BOOYAH!
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