I just dug this out of a box to take a picture for another thread, and decided to share my story of it.
I don't know if this Kershaw Ti-ats 34 knife is still available, but I got it when I was about 12 or 13years old (11 years ago). My friend and I were wannabe mcguyvers/rambo guys, and each had a few knives that were mostly bucks and flea market knives. So one day my friend comes to me with a page torn out from a heartland america catalouge with this knife. We were so convinced that it was the greatest knife on earth just by the description of it, that I showed it to my dad and told him jokingly that I wanted it for my upcoming b-day. I didnt really forget about it, I just assumed it was just a dream to have such a high performance knife that it would never happen, but I thought about it every day all day for the next 2 weeks. So.... come birthday dinner at outback steakhouse, after about 25 minutes of sitting at the table, my food comes, and I unroll my napkin only to find it sitting there with my outback knife and fork. It took me about 10 full seconds before I realized what just happened, but once I did, I can not describe the feeling of seeing it there in front of me in real life. My 12 year old mentailty told me that I was holding the hope diamond in my hand. I carved my name into about 30 different trees around my property (about 15-20 feet up of course). Then lost it for about 1 year. I found it when I was walking through a part of our property that I had only walked on about once a year, and happened to see it stuck into the top of a stump. I totaly forgot that I stuck it there for some reason. Anyway, I gave it a throrough blade-de-rusting, and that was about it. The frame is all titanium, and the blade cleaned up really well, basically like new.
Since then I have had many other knives, but this one is the one that remains in my special keepsake box for life.
I don't know if this Kershaw Ti-ats 34 knife is still available, but I got it when I was about 12 or 13years old (11 years ago). My friend and I were wannabe mcguyvers/rambo guys, and each had a few knives that were mostly bucks and flea market knives. So one day my friend comes to me with a page torn out from a heartland america catalouge with this knife. We were so convinced that it was the greatest knife on earth just by the description of it, that I showed it to my dad and told him jokingly that I wanted it for my upcoming b-day. I didnt really forget about it, I just assumed it was just a dream to have such a high performance knife that it would never happen, but I thought about it every day all day for the next 2 weeks. So.... come birthday dinner at outback steakhouse, after about 25 minutes of sitting at the table, my food comes, and I unroll my napkin only to find it sitting there with my outback knife and fork. It took me about 10 full seconds before I realized what just happened, but once I did, I can not describe the feeling of seeing it there in front of me in real life. My 12 year old mentailty told me that I was holding the hope diamond in my hand. I carved my name into about 30 different trees around my property (about 15-20 feet up of course). Then lost it for about 1 year. I found it when I was walking through a part of our property that I had only walked on about once a year, and happened to see it stuck into the top of a stump. I totaly forgot that I stuck it there for some reason. Anyway, I gave it a throrough blade-de-rusting, and that was about it. The frame is all titanium, and the blade cleaned up really well, basically like new.
Since then I have had many other knives, but this one is the one that remains in my special keepsake box for life.
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