I visited a former neighbor and lifelong acquaintance in the hospital the other day, and found out something about him I either never knew, or had forgotten - that he was something of a knife collector. Bowie knives, mainly, but he said he always carried a pocket knife, until his condition got to the point where he couldn’t anymore. Anyway, he said “If I saw a knife I liked, I just bought it.”
I decided to adopt that attitude for a day, at least, and splurged on two knives:
I knew I was taking a risk, based on my previous experience with a Bear & Son stockman, but I was pleasantly surprised with the quality of both of these. The Barlow came pretty dull but is otherwise fine, and the stockman is much, much better than the walnut one I got before.