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So I took a little camping trip last night up in the Catskills with a buddy of mine and brought along the BK12. It had rained a little in the morning so I was skinning the wet bark off some kindling wood and the branch slipped out of my hand mid-stroke. I immediately started to pull the blade back but it was too late, sliced right into my finger, not quite to the bone. After a minute or two of hopping around with my finger in my mouth, I had to choose whether to tough it out for the night or hike the two hours back to the car and go get stitched up. Ultimately decided to hike back as it's been more than 10 years since my last tetanus shot.
5 stitches later here are the results:
And here is what I found on my blade when I took a look at it later:
How many times have you been Becker-Bitten?
5 stitches later here are the results:
And here is what I found on my blade when I took a look at it later:
How many times have you been Becker-Bitten?