What "Traditional Knife" are ya totin' today?

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Wooden Wednesday

In a small rural village on the edge of the bush, old Jonas kept a treasured possession always close. It was an Okapi slip-joint pocket knife, its curved cherry wood handle marked by stars and graceful metal inlays that seemed to shift in certain light with a knowing wink. The blade, thin and sharp as a whispered promise, was made of 1055 carbon steel, scratched and honest. Jonas used it for small chores, to slice fruit, trim herbs, shave a sliver of meat, or carve a small figure when the afternoons turned heavy with heat and drifting thoughts. Each motion part of a careful ritual, as though he were performing a quiet ceremony rather than a simple task.

Every morning, Jonas sat in the sun outside his door and ran a stone along the edge, slow and mindful with meditative strokes. Children gathered around him, their faces bright with wonder. To them, this simple knife was a magical relic. They listened wide-eyed as Jonas shared tales, formed around the knife, of near-mythical escapes and moonlit journeys, each one more fantastic than the last. But always, when they asked if the stories were real, Jonas would only smile and run his thumb along the blade, as if the answer lived hidden in the steel itself.

Some nights, when the last embers of the fire glowed, villagers claimed they saw Jonas standing beneath the stars, holding the knife to the sky as if waiting for a sign. To Jonas, the knife deserved a sort of reverence. It was a testament to resilience and quiet strength, much like the people who had carried these blades across southern Africa for generations. The fact that the knife did not lock never bothered Jonas. He called it a built-in excitement feature that kept a man on his toes, a gentle reminder to stay present and feel each moment fully.

Jonas knew that a man could abandon many things, debts, regrets, but he could never leave behind a good knife, nor the stories it carried. That the true edge lay not in the blade, but in the life that shaped it and those who knew how to use it.


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Eagles is closed this Friday for the Fourth, so Gene and I are playing pool today instead of our normal Friday. The other two players, Ron and Mike, couldn't play today so they're playing tomorrow. Gene couldn't play tomorrow so we're playing today. Sometimes ya gotta herd the cats 🐈‍⬛ Sometimes the cats herd you 🥴 :p

Anyway, that's a long way around to say I'm carrying my usual summertime, shooting pool knife. Real pretty day here. I might do some mowing after pool. Might not. Probably not :D

 
Rufus1949 said:
I will try to hear them Jeff.
I drag raced at Englishtown NJ for many years. I still smell the smoke and fuel, when I think back on those times.😃
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I was just at Raceway Park in Englishtown a week ago. Seems like a cool area. It’s now a dedicated drift track. It’s one of the stops on the Formula Drift series I contract with. It moved there a few years ago from Wall.
 
Amir Fleschwund said:
Nice Case, Tim. I was working at a farm, and the female half of the owners got smitten by seed catalog pictures of multicolor carrots. So trying to be a go along/get along partner, I grew them in a 30"x50' row of compost. They got huge, but nobody ~ me or the clients, liked the red and white ones. So I need to hear back after you eat some.
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81805686-3988-4C0F-BB6B-156EC716394C.jpegJust tried em out last night. Ate em all raw n honestly they were pretty good. The big red ones were quite tender as well. Will maybe sow some more in a couple weeks. Just put some Danvers 126s in the ground last week n am lookin forward to those
 
timgiesel said:
I was just at Raceway Park in Englishtown a week ago. Seems like a cool area. It’s now a dedicated drift track. It’s one of the stops on the Formula Drift series I contract with. It moved there a few years ago from Wall.
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It was a major hub at one point. After it closed as a drag strip, Atco in south jersey met the same fate. There used to be a 3 day swap meet every year. You could score some great finds there.
 
Another cool and foggy day here in the City by the Bay🥶. Burned off yesterday for about an hour but then rolled back in. We’ll see what happens today. The front page pic on the Chronicle shows the 50th anniversary of the GG Bridge in 1987. My bride and I made it to Fort Point just below the bridge before we decided it was just too much of a mess and turned around and went home. They estimated 800,000 people showed up to walk across the bridge so much weight that the deck of the bridge flattened out. Engineers later said that the bridge deck was in danger of collapse. Anyway keeping me company today with a nod to Wooden Wednesday a fancy lamb and jack. Have a great day folks! 😀
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Case Knife of the Week is a Carhartt mini trapper with single "lambcliffe" blade (thanks, John):
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Colonial/Imperial/Schrade Knife of the Week is an Imperial clip/pen serpentine jack, 3 1/4" closed. My wife found it in a box and gave it to me during a blizzard in January 2014. She said her Dad gave it to her when he got a new knife, once upon a time, but she doesn't remember when. I cleaned up the knife that day, decided to start carrying a pocketknife again after 45 years with no knife in my pocket, and within a couple of months, I was regularly lurking on this website.
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- GT
 
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