Stupid ideas!!!.....

[silver_pilate]

I was putting a blade into my heat treating oven a while back. Of course, I used long-reach tongs because the oven had been heat soaked and was somewhere around 1500F inside. I was having the darndest time getting the blade (long one) positioned just right, and I thought I had it until I tried to close the door. It really just need to be nudged forward about a half inch so the door would close without touching it. So of course, I just reached out and nudged it forward with my finger as I had already set the tongs down and it was just the very end of the oven.

I was immediately thankful for the gloves I was wearing as I watched the outer leather of the glove finger vaporize into smoke the split second I approached the door opening. Turns out when the little guage on the oven says 1500F, then the inside of the oven is pretty hot.

Thankfully, I still have skin on my fingers. Those little brain farts are what get people hurt. It was just so natural to reach out and push the blade forward. Unfortunately, there's nothing natural in the shop about 1500F.

--nathan

 

[69_knives]

I did a oops a month or so a go. i was heat treating a large block of steel for work. it was d2 or something and because it was so large i oil quenched it. so i pulled it out of the oven cut open the foil hooked it with the dip hook and lowered it into the oil. there was a huge bellowing cloud of smoke. i then wanted to check its color so i pulled it out and it was still red hot. it was hot enough to light the smoke on fire . there was a huge fire ball the reached the roof that was over 15 feet high. ya i did not need that hair on my body

That is the reason I said oil quenching in the garage with a lit forge and propane stove and warm quench oil wasn't a smart idea. Oil smoke in the right mix with air and you have an explosive mixture just waiting for a flame to go boom.

 

[Brad Richardson]

cool thread the vice-knife thing been there done that twice also have a BUCK mayo kalay which I cord wraped not thinking about the hole inwhich the sheath is held on the 3.5" blade (this is a neck knife). and you guessed it that little sucker fell from the sheath promptly sticking through the top of my right foot. no stiches to stubbern sayes my wife the werst part i was stuck in the house and had to listen to her remind me of just how stuppid that stunt really was

 

[Hmathews]

That is the reason I said oil quenching in the garage with a lit forge and propane stove and warm quench oil wasn't a smart idea. Oil smoke in the right mix with air and you have an explosive mixture just waiting for a flame to go boom.

Sure cleans out the cobwebs though.

 

[Mitchell Knives]

A week or so ago, I went out to my shop to grind for a few minutes before taking a shower and going to bed. It was a little cold, so I put on a fleece sweatshirt. (The kind that eventually develops a sort of "fuzzy" appearence the more you wash it.)

So I start grinding, and I'm really concentrating. Everything is going well; the grinds are nice an even for a change. I start to feel a warm sensation just above my stomach. Perhaps this is the sensation knifemakers get when they've ground the "perfect" blade?

Hardly. I was apparently concentrating so intensly on grinding the blade, I didn't notice that the sparks from the grinder had set my shirt on fire. (Those "fuzzballs" on my shirt apparently burn readily.)

Luckily, I didn't get injured. However, there is a fist sized burn hole in my shirt. I checked myself over, and continued grinding.

 

[Bufford]

I was in a hurry gluing up a set of handle scales on for a knife. Got the two part epoxy mixed, but didn't note that I used only one glue, but not the hardener. The glue never set. Had to drill out the scales and start over.

 

[Jim Adams Customs]

1. dust is flammable. I was using a cutting torch in burlap bag factory. Spark hit the dust and quick few second flash fire and everything was OK.
2. My friend had got a knife blank from his wife for Christmas. He brought it over and I was helping him do the handles. He neglected to tell me he had sharpen the blade I am rolling it around shaping the handle. I look down and I have blood on my hand. I looked at Don. I said "did you sharpen the blade". He tucked his head and said "yeah". I always sharpen the blade as it goes in the shipping box now.
3. Always use a drill clamp. ever see a drill press become a helicopter.
4. I was parting something on lathe when I was younger. The bit broke and hit my safety glasses right in lenses that was when I was 19. I am 47 I always WEAR SAFETY GLASSES.
5. Never ever grab a stainless steel chip from your chip pan with your hands.
6. They put guards on table saws for a reason. 5 stitches when I was 12.
7. Dont let your dad neck down your military 30-06 brass to 270. You spend a hour on the range try to figure why you can't hit the target at 20 yard.
8. always check you cartridges to make sure they fit your gun. I killed a big deer with one shot. The other 19 in my box would not fit in the chamber.
I hope these help.

 

[Mike Quesenberry]

A week or so ago, I went out to my shop to grind for a few minutes before taking a shower and going to bed. It was a little cold, so I put on a fleece sweatshirt. (The kind that eventually develops a sort of "fuzzy" appearence the more you wash it.)

So I start grinding, and I'm really concentrating. Everything is going well; the grinds are nice an even for a change. I start to feel a warm sensation just above my stomach. Perhaps this is the sensation knifemakers get when they've ground the "perfect" blade?

Hardly. I was apparently concentrating so intensly on grinding the blade, I didn't notice that the sparks from the grinder had set my shirt on fire. (Those "fuzzballs" on my shirt apparently burn readily.)

Luckily, I didn't get injured. However, there is a fist sized burn hole in my shirt. I checked myself over, and continued grinding.

I did the same thing a couple years ago while wearing a t-shirt. It's a terrible, terrible thing to look down and see FIRE coming that area down there. I put the fire out and grabbed my leather apron.