My 3 knife experiment.

I was feeling a little tempted after we got back from our odyssey around the country. I'm not sure if I would have grabbed my number 15 or resolza, so I put all my other pocket knives in a bag and told my better half to put them someplace. Now, Karen won't tell me where they are, so that's a bite in the butt. So I guess I'm going to keep on keeping on with my peanut and classic.

Hmmm, what drawer did I put those pipe cleaners in?

I'll take good care of 'em Karen ;) :D
 
Good on y'all for even attempting this. Im a greenhorn in this hobby/addiction/obsession and I cant imagine limiting myself to just three at this point! It's too much fun to try and match your daily knifes to your daily anticipated chores. I find myself coming up with crazy reasons to carry as many as can fit in my pockets! Good Luck!
 
Uht Oh.... I may have faltered.....you see.....I got three packages in the mail, I opened the first two with my #66 Jack, but the second and third packages were knives....I opened the third package with the second.... :rolleyes: If that wasn't bad enough, I then proceeded to place the same knife (second package) in my coat pocket to show a coworker/friend, which brings us to today. I still have the other three going strong, two as "EDC" but there is a tagalong today. So what say the thread judges? (or am I asking the inmates if I am guilty?) Either way, I will try to continue out the rest of the year, but this is proving harder than I expected.
 
Uht Oh.... I may have faltered.....you see.....I got three packages in the mail, I opened the first two with my #66 Jack, but the second and third packages were knives....I opened the third package with the second.... :rolleyes: If that wasn't bad enough, I then proceeded to place the same knife (second package) in my coat pocket to show a coworker/friend, which brings us to today. I still have the other three going strong, two as "EDC" but there is a tagalong today. So what say the thread judges? (or am I asking the inmates if I am guilty?) Either way, I will try to continue out the rest of the year, but this is proving harder than I expected.

Ah, one lapse is forgivable. Keep on going.

But...


a second lapse may call for a meeting of the board to decide the fate of the guilty!

:D
 
Well, I cannot in good faith claim that I have been successful thus far.

I have found myself at the workbench reaching for a "beater" Stanley utility blade for a few projects, instead of using on of my more cherished users that would have handled the task, but just wasn't right for the job. I also have not used, but enjoyed the company of said knife #2 from above a few more times. The "3" I started with are still solid, and I plan to stay in the spirit of the experiment, but to claim success, would be untruthful. Such shame.....:o




;)
 
Well fellas, I started this thing but I'm not gonna be able to finish it. I got a knife in the mail last Thursday. It was a knife that I have been wanting for along time, I carried one like it a lot when I was a boy. Friday I left my Opinel at home and carried the new one. It's a first generation Buck 422.
Thats seemed to open the flood gate because yesterday i took my dogs for a little woods walk, I had my Classic and the new to me Buck on me. Just before I left I stopped at my knife cabinet and slipped my Boker Barlow into my pocket. I had really been missing it.
And then last night I was fiddling around with my Gec #25 for a while. I had sort of forgotten how nice it was. Yep I have completely fallen off the path and out of the experiment.
To all who have played, no matter for how long, and to any who have just followed along, thank you. For those still on the path good luck. You have more self control than I do.

Jim
 
Grateful, you made it much farther than I. It just turns out that we are not 3 knife people ;) Since I fell off the wagon I've gone wild. yesterday I was sitting in a movie theater when I did a little mental check of my pockets. Including the vic on my keychain, i had 5! that's right 5 knives on me! I don't know how it happened, or how my pants stayed up, but each one brought me joy...Thanks for the challenge.
 
Aw, come on guys, don't make me come over there! It's okay to fall of the wagon, but you can always climb back on board.

Just an hour ago I got to pull a trick from my old man's book. We're having a bit of a nice winter snow, and all the idiots are trying to outdo one another on the road. The better half and I had an errand to do, so we were out and about in the winter wonderland. On the way back to the house, a moron in a fat tired Camero was sitting in the middle of the road, spinning his wheels, going nowhere in a hurry, holding up everyone else who was trying to make it up the hill. Why he had a hot rod Camero out there that was set up for stop light drag racing, I don't know. Anyways he was a nice bit of ice sheet. There was a bush by the side of the road, I guess country property. After watching this idiot block all traffic flow for a while, it was too much. Besides, after a couple large coffee with our breakfast at Panera Bread, both the better half and I had to go. Know what I mean? Coffee in, coffee out.

So I take the peanut and trim of most of the branches of the bush, stick them under the Camero's rear tire's, and tell the 20 something driver to just gently, GENTLY, give it some gas, and don't stop! He gets out of way for a bit at a walking pace before skidding off to the shoulder of the road. That's okay, I've done my bit and we get by him now and get home to badly needed facilities. The kid is on his own now. I clean off the peanuts blade and drop it back in my pocket and enjoy a nice hot toddy while watching the snow come down.

Carl.
 
Grateful, I have this image of you passed out in a gutter, three knives in every pocket, reeking of 3-in-1 oil and hands blackened from the residue from knife sharpening.

Don't let that picture come to pass! It's not too late. Put aside that new temptress for one more month and return to your vow of 3-knife celibacy!
 
Grateful, I have this image of you passed out in a gutter, three knives in every pocket, reeking of 3-in-1 oil and hands blackened from the residue from knife sharpening.

Don't let that picture come to pass! It's not too late. Put aside that new temptress for one more month and return to your vow of 3-knife celibacy!

Well except for the gutter part it really doesn't sound so bad. I will need some pocket sheaths tho so my knives won't rub together. And I just love the smell of 3-in-1 oil, smells better than some of the colognes I have been gifted over the years.
No there is no turning back now. I was missing my other knives something fierce and have learned my lesson. A couple of lessons actually. First, that I don't have to spend a lot of money to be well equipped. I have around 40 dollars in the Mora, Opinel and the Classic. They covered all my needs pretty darn well. A couple of times I wished for a full sized sak for the tools but that was it.
The second lesson I have learned is that I just love pocket knives and like to switch them up a little from time to time. I suppose part of the reason is that I get bored with the same knife day after day but I also like to think that it's because I appreciate other patterns and styles. I enjoy using different knives and comparing the performance and results.
My name is Jim and I am a knifeaholic. I'm ok with that.

Jim
 
Grateful, I have this image of you passed out in a gutter, three knives in every pocket, reeking of 3-in-1 oil and hands blackened from the residue from knife sharpening.

LOL - literally - on that one! That conjures up quite a mental picture, that more than one person can probably relate to around here!

Jim, I have followed this thread with interest, but have not participated. I make no judgement regarding your fidelity. :D
 
Failure!
Leaving the house this morning I shouted to the other half..
"Grab me a knife out of the box, love!"
"Which one?"
"The wooden one with a queen shield"
Ten mins later in the car.
"That's not a queen shield!"
"Do you honestly think I can be bothered to look through all your knives and inspect the shield on every one?"
I conceded, but have been using a cocobolo #68 all day which was not one of my three.

Guiltily, I have to admit, it was rather nice. Kind of like pinching a really small slice of cake that no one will notice when you are alone with it in the kitchen. The kind that is so thin it falls over on itself, but tastes awesome because of its illegitimacy.

Mmmmmmmmm..... White owl....

Paul
 
Well, if they so graciously granted me a pass for using my workbench beater, and a new one I "had" to test to make sure was right....;), I sure this minor foible will be able to be overlooked. It is "her" fault after all.

That said, I have been faithful to my (3) since the earlier transgressions. But I must say, the three have garnered quite a bit of attention in the form of oiling and sharpening, and tinkering. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
 
Ok, since we are on the home stretch sorta (last 2.5 weeks), this may help or hurt, not sure which. What do you plan to change out too after it is said and done?

Traditional, I'm itching for something old and jigged, so it will possibly be this old Voos, but there is no tellin. Possibly a Robeson or Boker.
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Modern will stay the same, my G-10 Endura 4.

The first fixed blade I reach for will either be the Bark River STS-4 (stay the same) as it really has not been called upon much or the old standby, Busse AD.
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Ok, since we are on the home stretch sorta (last 2.5 weeks), this may help or hurt, not sure which. What do you plan to change out too after it is said and done?

Good question, and as he old bard said, there lays the rub!

Aside from an odd moment or two now and then, I've actually been pretty comfortable with my few, my happy few. It's been oddly comforting to get up in the morning, grab the jeans laying on the chair, and just getting dressed knowing all that I will probably need is already in the pockets. No last minute agonizing decisions of what knife to pick. Will the chestnut bone go better with my Woolrich plaid shirt, or will I run into bigfoot while hiking in Black Hill park? It's been a very peasant hazy time, like reacquainting myself with a couple of old friends, and wondering why I ever went off with those 'others'.

Or maybe the years of accumulating have caught up with me. I think that at one time or another, I've owned just about every kind of knife out there, with the exceptions of the modern black one hand stuff. I'm finding that as I have aged, more and more stuff is coming under the banner of "Been there, done that." Maybe knives are becoming like that. I still love knives, and wouldn't think of leaving the house without a sharp cutting tool in my pocket. Just too many uses, and twice in my life, I desperately needed a knife in a real world emergency, to help another in deep poo-poo. Besides, I fear that if I went out without a knife, and then needed one, I would feel a spectral slap on the back of my head, and the ghostly voice of either dad or Mr. Van, saying "Where's your knife, bonehead!"

In my senior citizen years, I've become very pragmatic, sometimes to a fault. It's a bit of a shock to realize that I am at a point in my life where everything I buy has a lifetime warrantee, and I'm almost afraid to buy green banana's. I know that I will never go backpacking again, but do I want to? We still go canoeing, but on local lakes, and I doubt I will be plunging down the Yukon in search of gold. So, what knife will fit a white bearded social security retiree living in the wilds of American suburbia? My dad made it with a peanut, and for a long time now, I have done so as well. I've given away most of my knives now, and the ones I've kept, fit my white dwarf life style.

A peanut, my little resolza, maybe one or two others. But I see a future with the little ones from now on. If I need something bigger, I have dad's old bushwhacker on hand.:D

Carl.
 
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I dunno, SM. That Busse looks pretty modern to me. It's got holes in it. We tend to stay away from holey knives.
 
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still outnumbered, but the one hole is big enough to count as three. :D

Yeah, I fully agree, but for the 3 knife experiment, truth is truth. :shrug: :o (I can remove it of it offends)


;) :D
 
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Since it is part of an experiment, then in the name of "Traditional Science" we will anoint it as "Traditional".
 
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Made it....(sorta, no further foibles other than what is mentioned above).

I'll be packing the VOOS for a bit, and maybe back to the AD as needed. The Ebony #66 is a gem, but I have a need for old bone with character.

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