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I was feeling a little nostalgic today and fished out my very first and most heavily used khuk today. Its a 15.5 Kumar made Villager. I have a lot of memories surrounding this slightly dinged up knife. I got this blade in the spring of 2002. On a whim, I had decided to e-mail Uncle Bill to see if he had any villagers in stock. I lucked out and he was offering up 3 of these highly sought after beauties as a DOTD. I jumped at the chance, and after 3 or 4 emails the ever patient Uncle Bill agreed to a COD deal. I was a dirt poor college kid and 75 bucks was a lot of food that I would be giving up, but I had just gotten a little tax money back. When the mailman arrived and I pulled the heavily paper-wrapped khuk from its scabbard, I was hooked.
I did everything with this blade. I learned how to sharpen, experimented with bluing, experimented taking off bluing, learned how to fix a damaged edge, and used it to destroy my rickety particle board entertainment center when I moved. I even used it to cut some stuck cats free from a half sunken culvert on my moms property that summer. Heck, on that note it was used to cut free the stupid neighbor dog that had run into the drainage culvert, reached the end of her chain, and didnt have enough sense to just back up. She was too fat and scared. The great little villager just hacked through the soft chain metal and fat little dog just ran out the other end. The edge took some damage, but the dog was happy to be out.
As a matter of fact, the edge on this knife is special. I would almost swear it was magic. Like a lot of n00bs, I did some stupid things and wrecked the edge a lot. However, each time the edge would come back just fine. I looked at it today and its straight as an arrow. I know for a fact that I knocked it out of line pretty good on a hidden rock, but its straight today.
Here the little khuk that could sits today. Battle scars from chopping, digging, sharpening, rust like stains from a chemical reaction while riding in my trucks tool box, the spine is pitted with indentions from using it as a field hammer.
I love this khuk. It was like Kumar made it just for me. The handle diameter is perfect, the weight is ideal for a working 15.5 knife, the bolster and buttcap are real steel. I lost its great chakma that could throw a spark and actually smooth out a far amount of edge damage when I moved last time. Its karda sits in my kitchen drawer as an emergency meat trimming knife, and its scabbard has finally bit the dust as the wood inside as splintered and come apart. Still, this khuk just keeps plugging along and still sings when you run her down a steel.
If I could pick only one khuk for a survival situation, well I dont know if this one would be it. However, I would have to think long and hard before I left her behind.
Do you guys have any pics of your near and dear beaters?
Jake
I did everything with this blade. I learned how to sharpen, experimented with bluing, experimented taking off bluing, learned how to fix a damaged edge, and used it to destroy my rickety particle board entertainment center when I moved. I even used it to cut some stuck cats free from a half sunken culvert on my moms property that summer. Heck, on that note it was used to cut free the stupid neighbor dog that had run into the drainage culvert, reached the end of her chain, and didnt have enough sense to just back up. She was too fat and scared. The great little villager just hacked through the soft chain metal and fat little dog just ran out the other end. The edge took some damage, but the dog was happy to be out.
As a matter of fact, the edge on this knife is special. I would almost swear it was magic. Like a lot of n00bs, I did some stupid things and wrecked the edge a lot. However, each time the edge would come back just fine. I looked at it today and its straight as an arrow. I know for a fact that I knocked it out of line pretty good on a hidden rock, but its straight today.
Here the little khuk that could sits today. Battle scars from chopping, digging, sharpening, rust like stains from a chemical reaction while riding in my trucks tool box, the spine is pitted with indentions from using it as a field hammer.
I love this khuk. It was like Kumar made it just for me. The handle diameter is perfect, the weight is ideal for a working 15.5 knife, the bolster and buttcap are real steel. I lost its great chakma that could throw a spark and actually smooth out a far amount of edge damage when I moved last time. Its karda sits in my kitchen drawer as an emergency meat trimming knife, and its scabbard has finally bit the dust as the wood inside as splintered and come apart. Still, this khuk just keeps plugging along and still sings when you run her down a steel.
If I could pick only one khuk for a survival situation, well I dont know if this one would be it. However, I would have to think long and hard before I left her behind.
Do you guys have any pics of your near and dear beaters?
Jake
