Hi all,
I'd like to take the opportunity to introduce myself to the forum and to say a little bit about what brought me here. Like many members, I'm sure, I lurked for a bit and enjoyed the interesting discussion and friendly atmosphere. My dad bought me my first pocket knife at 9 years old- a Vic Spartan with the nylon scales, which, unfortunately through a number of cross-country moves, has been lost. I really enjoyed using that knife. The functionality and simple, but strong, construction really appealed to my young brain. I took it with me in my backyard expeditions through the woods, to camping and fishing trips, and despite the abuse that I no doubt gave it, it kept on doing what it was made to do.
For a number of years, I lost interest in my old pocket knives. But in the last couple years, my memory of the Spartan, and finding my Shrade Old Timer Minuteman after years of neglect has reignited my interest in those useful little things. I also found out that there was more to the knife world than just the traditional patterns that I was familiar with, and the cheap things that you find in the mall. So, I ended up buying a few Spyderco's and a Kershaw. I was delighted at how well they were put together, and how well they did their job. Despite their undoubted quality, outside of camping trips and houshold chores, I found them a bit awkward to carry around in the pocket and use throughout the day.
Eventually, I remembered the Spartan (ha! "Go tell the Spartans, thou who passest by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie") and ordered a Vic Alox Cadet. I immediately fell for it and it reminded me of why I loved the traditionals as a kid in the first place. Most recently, I picked up a yellow Case Peanut CV and was fully convinced. There is something of the simple elegance to them that I don't see in the big modern lock blades. It is nice to have a tool that does what it is supposed to, and does it well, rather than being expected to be "tactical" (whatever that really means) or to survive being run over by a truck.
So, consider me another recruit to the traditionals side!
I'd like to take the opportunity to introduce myself to the forum and to say a little bit about what brought me here. Like many members, I'm sure, I lurked for a bit and enjoyed the interesting discussion and friendly atmosphere. My dad bought me my first pocket knife at 9 years old- a Vic Spartan with the nylon scales, which, unfortunately through a number of cross-country moves, has been lost. I really enjoyed using that knife. The functionality and simple, but strong, construction really appealed to my young brain. I took it with me in my backyard expeditions through the woods, to camping and fishing trips, and despite the abuse that I no doubt gave it, it kept on doing what it was made to do.
For a number of years, I lost interest in my old pocket knives. But in the last couple years, my memory of the Spartan, and finding my Shrade Old Timer Minuteman after years of neglect has reignited my interest in those useful little things. I also found out that there was more to the knife world than just the traditional patterns that I was familiar with, and the cheap things that you find in the mall. So, I ended up buying a few Spyderco's and a Kershaw. I was delighted at how well they were put together, and how well they did their job. Despite their undoubted quality, outside of camping trips and houshold chores, I found them a bit awkward to carry around in the pocket and use throughout the day.
Eventually, I remembered the Spartan (ha! "Go tell the Spartans, thou who passest by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie") and ordered a Vic Alox Cadet. I immediately fell for it and it reminded me of why I loved the traditionals as a kid in the first place. Most recently, I picked up a yellow Case Peanut CV and was fully convinced. There is something of the simple elegance to them that I don't see in the big modern lock blades. It is nice to have a tool that does what it is supposed to, and does it well, rather than being expected to be "tactical" (whatever that really means) or to survive being run over by a truck.
So, consider me another recruit to the traditionals side!
