The show and tell of sharps...
I know your eye is drawn to the top of the table. What could that be? None other than 420 molecular steel heaven. Mark's dad had one of those 80's rambo knives. He had some nice custom knives also, but everybody just had to handle the vintage old rambo knife.
Lets put that thing next to $900 worth of knives just below it, a Chris Reeves ummaganza (or whatever that name is, sounds like Pink Floyd's 2nd album cover to me) and the S-curve...
Thats about it. After the fire burned down, we packed up and took the small boat ride back to the marina. I think everybody was pretty burned out from the heat and humidity. I did get a chance to swim in the Detroit River during our hike, but that refreshing dip only lasted so long. Overall, it was a great day!
Today, I did clean out my garage. Joe stopped by and I helped him sharpen a nick out of his scandi blade. Then we practiced bowdrill on a piece of sycamore, it was a first for that species of wood for both of us. Its a pretty hard wood, harder then I typically use for bowdrill and it required high speed/low downward pressure to get an ember. Both of us were successful though, making my tally at 11 species now completed.
