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Well, this post may be a bit off-topic, but me and the balis had a great vacation in Florida last week. And yes, you can fly with balis... just check them in your luggage. I went camping by myself along the East coast and flipped whenever I wasn't soakin' up the rays (ahhhhhh
). Anyhow, I had to fly down, so I couldn't pack very much. My 42's proved very very useful, seeing as how my resources were few. Lots of rope-cutting, teeth pickin' and something to keep my hands busy.
I had hiked into town one day and bought some fancy pipe-tobacco, soon realizing that I forgot my pipe. But, I was able to carve a few nice ones with my balis out of palm, and I'm still using them, even though I'm home. I did have to cut a strip of metal from the top of a sardine can to bore the thin stem, but I used the 42 to make that strip.
I also had to defend myself against some vicious raccoons that decided to rip a 3 foot hole in my tent to get at some garbage that lay about a foot from my head when I was sleeping. I'm sure they didn't realize the danger of the "shiney object" I was waving at them, but it made me feel a little safer. Those 'coons are vicious! I also met an older gentleman (I'm guessing about 75) a couple of sites down and was able to teach him the latch drop. The first time it snapped open in hand he laughed in suprise for what seemed like 3 minutes.
The balisong proves itself once again as a tool of entertainment, cutting, protection and a social ice-breaker.


I had hiked into town one day and bought some fancy pipe-tobacco, soon realizing that I forgot my pipe. But, I was able to carve a few nice ones with my balis out of palm, and I'm still using them, even though I'm home. I did have to cut a strip of metal from the top of a sardine can to bore the thin stem, but I used the 42 to make that strip.
I also had to defend myself against some vicious raccoons that decided to rip a 3 foot hole in my tent to get at some garbage that lay about a foot from my head when I was sleeping. I'm sure they didn't realize the danger of the "shiney object" I was waving at them, but it made me feel a little safer. Those 'coons are vicious! I also met an older gentleman (I'm guessing about 75) a couple of sites down and was able to teach him the latch drop. The first time it snapped open in hand he laughed in suprise for what seemed like 3 minutes.

The balisong proves itself once again as a tool of entertainment, cutting, protection and a social ice-breaker.

