Just got my imperial H6

Hickory n steel

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The blade has lots of character to it ( all that stuff on the blade that character 😁 )
It had a good deal of rust at the ricasso, plus a soft strike tang stamp.
The edges of the tang were pretty rusty as well, plus some on the guard also had some rust and the edge some decent nicks in it.



The picture isn't the best, but here it is after I removed the rust, and sharpened out the nicks.
No the sheath on the other hand is pretty petrified, missing some stitching, and missing it's snap as I already know.
Anyways this is it so far, but I still have to handle the sharp knife without a sheath situation.
 
I'll get some better pics later.
there was a few more rust spots for me to remove, plus I did some more sharpening .
I'm currently out of leather and thread, so I won't be able to make a sheath.
 

The blade has a decent amount of pitting, but that's just character.
I suspect that it was probably left in a tackle box for a long time.
 
I remember seeing those all over the place as a little boy. Every 5 and 10 cent store sold those. They were inexpensive, yet served the purpose when the young kids were headed into the outdoors; common as grass. They're full of memories of hot summer nights, campfires, wieners, marshmallows, rabbit, squirrels and cheap soda pop.

Those, indeed, were the days.
 
I remember seeing those all over the place as a little boy. Every 5 and 10 cent store sold those. They were inexpensive, yet served the purpose when the young kids were headed into the outdoors; common as grass. They're full of memories of hot summer nights, campfires, wieners, marshmallows, rabbit, squirrels and cheap soda pop.

Those, indeed, were the days.

My dad got his as a prize for selling news paper subscriptions ( hatchet / knife combo )
I guess there was a trunk and a bunch of keys, and if he picked the right key he got to choose a prize. Sadly The knife disappeared while he was in the army.
The scales broke off the hatchet when I was a kid, and this knifes sheath ( if you could still call it that ) has no snaps. they may not match, but I really just wanted the knife because as a knife I like it so they don't have to.
It won't show on a picture, but the sheath is so petrified that it could literally be snapped in half.

Overall I think it was definitely worth 18$.
 
My dad got his as a prize for selling news paper subscriptions ( hatchet / knife combo )
I guess there was a trunk and a bunch of keys, and if he picked the right key he got to choose a prize. Sadly The knife disappeared while he was in the army.
The scales broke off the hatchet when I was a kid, and this knifes sheath ( if you could still call it that ) has no snaps. they may not match, but I really just wanted the knife because as a knife I like it so they don't have to.
It won't show on a picture, but the sheath is so petrified that it could literally be snapped in half.

Overall I think it was definitely worth 18$.

All right, I'll confess. When I saw that I actually started to get a bit misty eyed. The 1960's were a great time in Corvallis, Oregon. The knives weren't the best quality, but the memories they hold are precious. I was using one similar to it, and cut my left index finger rather deeply. It had a "sawtooth" on it's spine.

All the emotions the artifacts of the period evoke are strong. It's a shame that fewer and fewer young people have memories such as these. Life in an area where you could literally walk out of town then begin bushcrafting. Few young men and women do this anymore. The implements that we used in the day hold special meaning for us mature ladies and gentlemen.

I'll repeat myself at the risk of sounding redundant, "those were the days". We can't re-live them, but we certainly can remember them.
 
All right, I'll confess. When I saw that I actually started to get a bit misty eyed. The 1960's were a great time in Corvallis, Oregon. The knives weren't the best quality, but the memories they hold are precious. I was using one similar to it, and cut my left index finger rather deeply. It had a "sawtooth" on it's spine.

All the emotions the artifacts of the period evoke are strong. It's a shame that fewer and fewer young people have memories such as these. Life in an area where you could literally walk out of town then begin bushcrafting. Few young men and women do this anymore. The implements that we used in the day hold special meaning for us mature ladies and gentlemen.

I'll repeat myself at the risk of sounding redundant, "those were the days". We can't re-live them, but we certainly can remember them.

I feel bad every time I go by my grandparent's house, as the people who bought it screwed it all up. They actually moved the door, but you can just tell that it's in the wrong place.
My dad has so man stories about the trouble him and his brothers and cousins uses to get into in that house, so I'm sure he feels worse than I do.
When my uncle was doing some work on it in his spare time ( he was the one selling it to cover nursing home cost for my grandma )
I think I actually saw my dads old h6 stuck in a wall, but I didn't know what it was at the time and left it for some reason.

I'm glad my 18$ purchase could bring back some good memories for you, as well as my dad.
 
I found some leather, but didn't have enough for a belt loop so I'll just attach one somehow when I get some more leather.
 
That'll work. Got any worn out belts or boots?

I have at least one of those around here somewhere. Quite a handy size, I think.
 
You've got that old Imperial knife looking good and I like your sheath - good job. OH
 
Nice job my friend. That reminds me of some of the projects of some of the things we used to manage. Great stuff!

Thanks for sharing.
 
We use a swamp cooler at my house and everything rusts easily, so I decided to give the blade a ketchup patina to protect it and give it an even look ( I think at some point someone went heavy on it with a stiff wire wheel, as it had that kinda look to it )

I'll get a pic of it later.
As far as old belts, I really wish we still had it, but a few years ago my dad got rid of an old belt that was studded up with domed buffalo nickles.
Now that would've made a sweet belt loop.
 
We use a swamp cooler at my house and everything rusts easily, so I decided to give the blade a ketchup patina to protect it and give it an even look ( I think at some point someone went heavy on it with a stiff wire wheel, as it had that kinda look to it )

I'll get a pic of it later.
As far as old belts, I really wish we still had it, but a few years ago my dad got rid of an old belt that was studded up with domed buffalo nickles.
Now that would've made a sweet belt loop.

You're going to have to invest in a real air conditioning unit. That will prevent things from rusting. I have passed through Arbuckle more times that I can count. (Had relatives in both Livingston and Turlock. (My Mother's parents lived in Turlock and her Brother lived in Livingston). They used the old "swamp coolers" and my uncle had to constantly oil his guns and knives to keep them from rusting.
 
It sure does, the knife is a little hard to get out, but it'll wear in and be easier to draw.
I've decided to edc it.
You know the area, so you know that it won't be as issue.

Heck, Arbuckle is Olive, Peach and Almond country. So fertile is the north end of the valley that, it would be silly to grow a big city in it. No carry issues in Arbuckle.
 
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Heck, Arbuckle is Olive, Peach and Cashew country. So fertile is the north end of the valley that, it would be silly to grow a big city in it. No carry issues in Arbuckle.

Definitely ! It feels good to know that all of the almonds that I eat are grown all around me, so are the pistachios and watermelons.
 
Definitely ! It feels good to know that all of the almonds that I eat are grown all around me, so are the pistachios and watermelons.

I changed my last post to mention almonds. I spent two years in Sacramento ('82 to '84). It was a toilet. Arbuckle is an entirely different world away from Sacramento.
 
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