New Years holiday camp excursion, which was to try out my new toys.
ESEE Junglas - gift from wife
Kabar Famine Tanto - gift from wife
Case Stockman - gift from son
Custom Damascus knife - gift from mother
Woodmans Pal and BK10, which both were early gifts to myself
Gerber Suspension Multitool - from the in-laws
TOPS Hellion Elite - gift from my wife
A small skinner made by our very own BattleCreekKnives
oh yeah and a medium sized cheap M-Tech that my mother said I could use to dig junk up or pry with so I didn't ruin my good knives. I know, best mother in the world.
Well any way, I decided to get more stitches in the tip of my left index finger. I tried to cut it off. My wife got a new Boker for Xmas and it was stuck in the leather sheath. While pulling it out, my hand slipped and the knife sliced right through my leather glove and tried to remove the tip of my finger. This is the same finger that received 9 stitches this past summer. Along with the fact that I split my knuckle in two when I was 16yrs, I have now decided to claim this as my Lucky finger. The bright side is that the doc stitching me up always compliments me on my sharpening skills because the cut is always so clean and all the way to the bone. They say it makes me easier to stitch up. Now if I can only get the feeling back in the tip of my Lucky finger. Typing would be so much easier. Pics of the knifes will come later. I am going hiking tomorrow and will hopefully take some pics. Until then, here is Lucky....
ESEE Junglas - gift from wife
Kabar Famine Tanto - gift from wife
Case Stockman - gift from son
Custom Damascus knife - gift from mother
Woodmans Pal and BK10, which both were early gifts to myself
Gerber Suspension Multitool - from the in-laws
TOPS Hellion Elite - gift from my wife
A small skinner made by our very own BattleCreekKnives
oh yeah and a medium sized cheap M-Tech that my mother said I could use to dig junk up or pry with so I didn't ruin my good knives. I know, best mother in the world.
Well any way, I decided to get more stitches in the tip of my left index finger. I tried to cut it off. My wife got a new Boker for Xmas and it was stuck in the leather sheath. While pulling it out, my hand slipped and the knife sliced right through my leather glove and tried to remove the tip of my finger. This is the same finger that received 9 stitches this past summer. Along with the fact that I split my knuckle in two when I was 16yrs, I have now decided to claim this as my Lucky finger. The bright side is that the doc stitching me up always compliments me on my sharpening skills because the cut is always so clean and all the way to the bone. They say it makes me easier to stitch up. Now if I can only get the feeling back in the tip of my Lucky finger. Typing would be so much easier. Pics of the knifes will come later. I am going hiking tomorrow and will hopefully take some pics. Until then, here is Lucky....
