I was looking out for UBE after HairahSitna's post on Rajkumar's .The upward curve on the tip reminded me of the "Chukri" or the Chettri knife for back slash (large, slim K-bit feel if you may call it) Then i found this post about how lads used to write to Uncle Bill about their experiences in the sandbox :http://www.bladeforums.com/forums/s...er-from-Paul-revisited.?highlight=Afghanistan Took me back to several weeks ago when i was doing my usual weekend-hikes; THIS WILL SOUND POMPOUS but hey the antagonist is the khuk, it ain't me: Being out with my colleagues Gelbu Special was the least-menacing khuk i could squeeze in my pack. (Sparing those monday chats about a quiet colleague with a large knife is the best thing i could do before my boss gave me a weird look. Well I guess it didn't work...read on) Along the trail there were plenty of chopping opportunities since it's been raining heavily and fallen trees overnight was normal. I had to resist the "un-sheath" ritual since most of my colleagues just climbed over it. Yes I was aching to if you will ask! Soon the sight of a large bush, mostly branches from a fresh log resting was right on the menu. Then came a school of mountain bikers from opposite direction and the lead stopped as 2 groups pondered over the obstacle ; He told me to proceed walking from the side as he pulled out his gigantic folder. I was quietly pleased as someone had a taste for big knives. It turned out to be a serrated saw blade and went sawing off the branches. My patience failed after 5 minutes and he hasnï¿½t got any stick off. I guess I could help him faster and the Gelbu inside the pack was already making violent shakes. So minus all the ï¿½Thundercatsï¿½ special effect it flew out and made short work of the branches. I was busy chopping off and within minutes the trail was clear again. A very uncomfortable silence built in once everything was done. I looked around and the rider group was shocked. They just stood still and looked at me. I didnï¿½t know exactly why but I do know Gelbu was probably very happy he was well-fed. It was made clear after that one of my colleagues came to me and said: That's a BIG kookoo, dude.