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Walosi, please check your E-mail ...gif on the way
Originally posted by billpaxton
Walosi, please check your E-mail ...gif on the way
Originally posted by Raven's Beak
Rusty- please enlighten me as to the quote and weapons you are reffering to.
'Raven's Beak' is the name of my latest favorite khukuri. It just 'told' me it's name.
It is a Ghorkha issue khukuri that a good friend(who is now a disabled veteran) traded out of a Gorkha while he was doing urban warfare training with them in Hong Kong.
He traded a Zippo lighter and sundries for it. I know the issue khukuris aren't highly thought of by the Gorkhas themselves but this one just has a certain feel.
My friend had carried it in the army but had left it out in the weather for a few years-
-it was covered with scale and at some point he had wrapped the handle with duct tape.
I brought my HI khuks over and he decided to knock the scale off the blade with his belt grinder and unwrap and buff the handle to see what it would look like.
It is a very plain khuk with a pana-bhutta style handle and no bolster.
But the feel in the hand is incredible. The Gorkha who owned this knife must have sanded the handle slabs to adjust the grip; it is too perfect for a factory job.
If only you guys could handle it; well you all know what I mean .
oh of course I traded him out of it right away
Patrick
Sure do Patrick, sure do. And it, "that feeling", doesn't limit itself to just khukuris either."If only you guys could handle it; well you all know what I mean."
Originally posted by Rusty
I never did get the full quote, but IIRC, ravens were referred to as the "doves of war" going back to the Viking era because as scavengers they would come and feast on the remnants left on the battlefield. Same kind of horrifying and nauseating results you would expect of vultures, with the beaks of the ravens pulling apart the bodies. I imagine if I came on a field of mutilated bodies, and saw ravens eating people you knew, you'd have nightmares for a long, long time.
Cry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial!
--Shakespeare; Julius Caesar Act III, Scene i
I would not own ANY guns or khukuris if I wasn't sure of my extreme powers of self-restraint.