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First the story
The knife:
It was my girlfriends fathers knife for many years. He carried either this or another SAK with him on his expeditions. He worked for our national parks with elephants, later moved on to run a holiday destination in our Limpopo province he knew what hard work was, but had a certain calmness surrounding him . I received his knives after he passed away. This knife reminds me of him, his love for the wild and his little daughter (my girlfriend). I wished I knew him better as he passed away a few months after my girlfriend and I started dating.
The Axe.
Well...axe head....I refitted a new handle for it and made a kydex sheath to go over the edge. This was my grandfathers. He used it in the local mine (now closed) for stilts under ground. He was a hard man that would be considered today as...well.. a jerk by some. He either liked you or did not. If he was tired of your company he would go out and sit in the car and wait for my grandmother to finish her tea and chit chatter. I wish I knew him as I think, hearing some stories, one could have learned a lot from him about hard work. Real labor intensive work.
The axe has an engraving ERPM. This is the company that was responsible for the mines in the area. Today we are struggling with acid water from the mines threatening fresh water resources.
Now just some pictures.
All and all, this is just a small tribute to hard working men that I felt I needed to post.
The knife:
It was my girlfriends fathers knife for many years. He carried either this or another SAK with him on his expeditions. He worked for our national parks with elephants, later moved on to run a holiday destination in our Limpopo province he knew what hard work was, but had a certain calmness surrounding him . I received his knives after he passed away. This knife reminds me of him, his love for the wild and his little daughter (my girlfriend). I wished I knew him better as he passed away a few months after my girlfriend and I started dating.
The Axe.
Well...axe head....I refitted a new handle for it and made a kydex sheath to go over the edge. This was my grandfathers. He used it in the local mine (now closed) for stilts under ground. He was a hard man that would be considered today as...well.. a jerk by some. He either liked you or did not. If he was tired of your company he would go out and sit in the car and wait for my grandmother to finish her tea and chit chatter. I wish I knew him as I think, hearing some stories, one could have learned a lot from him about hard work. Real labor intensive work.
The axe has an engraving ERPM. This is the company that was responsible for the mines in the area. Today we are struggling with acid water from the mines threatening fresh water resources.
Now just some pictures.
All and all, this is just a small tribute to hard working men that I felt I needed to post.