Sure, my dad uses SAK almost exclusively. He carries a SwissChamp when he travels, an Executive or Farmer in the city and a 110mm Hunter I got for him in Switzerland when we are outdoors (he's now rotating it with a OHT I got him for father's day).
I've got lot's of childhood memories of that green Hunter SAK. My dad has always tried to take me on as many outdoors endeavours as possible, even today (I'm 25) we keep traveling around together on our horses.
It's hard to remember just one story, every time I see him use that knife memories of canoeing trips through the rainforests, fishing in Southern Patagonia, riding in the mountains near my grandad's farm, come rushing back.
He always keeps it shaving sharp, I remember one of our trips to the Andes, he was trying to teach me how to whittle something and he took a chunk out of his thumb with a swift, clean, cut. We were on foot, quite far from the nearest hospital so it was my first real chance to use our first aid kit (I was around 10 or 12) to patch him up so we could start making our way to the hospital where we hoped they'd be able to restore his thumb to its former one piece glory.
It took us a few hours of brisk walking, and a lift from a park ranger, but we got to the hospital in time. The doctors were amazed at the precision of the cut, and my dad was somewhat proud. He kept repeating "And that's why you don't cut towards yourself" everyday for almost a month after the accident.
