What "Traditional Knife" are ya totin' today?

The Sheepsfoot Barlow today…

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Jamie, very nice Alsdorf. Mike builds an excellent slipjoint. Fit and finish are as good as any I've owned.
 
Bjoern said:
great tale gevonovich! pictorial and mystic, i love that. fits your wonderful photos.
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I was paraphrasing ( actually just changed a few words ) the story Primble wrote of his childhood recollections, so the tale is entirely his!! I loved it too the first time I read it.
 
Pretty boring day at work today. Wasn't doing much, sitting on my bum, so I decided to be productive ;)

 
Pjake said:
After a two month visit with another esteemed member of BF, the #76 is back with me (older pic). Thanks John!

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Peter
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Glad your #76 is back with you Peter:thumbup: I think the #76 is one of GEC's best;)

Gevonovich said:
Long and Winding Road

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Always fantastic pictures my friend, LOVE the knife;)

Pokerface said:
The Sheepsfoot Barlow today…

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Gorgeous Sheepfoot Armando and an excellent picture of it:thumbup:

Gevonovich said:
Paul

A perfect pair. They just sing!! What is your background?
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Thank Gev:thumbup: the background is the tile top of our Bistro set on our deck:o Even though it is a ceramic type plate it has an imprinted surface to it:o I grew up in a family owned furniture store and struggle with how to describe it:D

I try not to repost as many pictures as I have in the past but these are so worthy:thumbup::D

I could've easily posted more as so many take great pictures here;):cool:
 
bleh said:
any details on this knife? It's a beaut!
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Gevonovich said:
An old big, tall and soft spoken farmer told me about it in a dream. He said it was somewhere down an old narrow winding, hilly dirt road, with gray weathered fence posts with rusty barbed wire, and an abundance of bluebirds singing. I would come upon an old guy that lived in a little weathered house at that sharp left hand turn, just as the woods began. He believed his name was Mounce and he wore those blue striped overalls and kept a tin of Prince Albert in the bib, occasionally rolling himself a cigarette and licking the paper. He was a nice old guy and talked to kids often, usually offering a bit of "wisdom". I should listen closely and remember his words.

I would come upon an abundance of " blue racer " snakes that would scurry out of the weeds and across the dirt road, but not to be afraid!

When I caught the smell of wood burning, coming from the chimney of the wood stove heated home on the hill, I would be nearing my destination. I might even, if my senses were keen, smell the faint scent of old country hams hanging in their smokehouse.

I would come to a really long steep hill, and I should hitch a ride with a man that had a familiar face, he would take me up the hill, fish-tailing in the mud, not to worry we would not get stuck, after our ascent the prize would be before me, all I had to do was enter the old country store:D;)
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Markesharp said:
Gev, are you and Primble related? :eek:
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Gevonovich said:
Maybe. I seem to remember something about six degrees of separation;);)
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Something fishy going on in this thread today!!??? :confused::confused::eek::eek:

I get the feeling Primble is getting tricked again!!! :eek::o:rolleyes:

Is my friend Gevo delusional or something?? :confused::confused:
 
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