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A conversation got away from me and now I have no more knives...
Earlier today I was talking to my wife about knives. We met a guy who had an old Cold Steel. A serrated voyager XL I believe. Not the cool old Japanese ones with the molded clip, just a standard Taiwanese variant that you can still buy, but with TONS of mileage.
It was his knife. His only knife. Sure, maybe there's one in the tackle box or glove compartment that never gets used. Maybe one from Grampy in the attic somewhere. For all practical considerations though the dude just had one knife.
For giggles I made him an offer on it. $100. Told him I liked the beat-up look and feel. He could easily go buy a new one and have enough cash left for dinner. "Not a chance" he said. He liked the beat-up look and feel too apparently.
So, back to the conversation with my wife. I don't have a knife like that. A knife that's just mine. I have an heirloom piece and some knives that I inherited that aren't for sale, but I don't have one that's just mine. An extension on my arm that just wouldn't feel right to be without.
She speculated that because I have so damned many, a tiny number compared to some of you lunatics, I never feel a bond with any of them. Some I may like more than others. Some I prefer for certain tasks, but nothing that's just always there.
So she lays forth the challenge. Carry only two knives for the rest of the year. One for work and one for leisure time. After those many months of use we'll see if there's a bond there that wouldn't have been otherwise.
I'll post here along the way to show how the knives have worn in, if at all, and to check up on anyone that may want to join in.
Earlier today I was talking to my wife about knives. We met a guy who had an old Cold Steel. A serrated voyager XL I believe. Not the cool old Japanese ones with the molded clip, just a standard Taiwanese variant that you can still buy, but with TONS of mileage.
It was his knife. His only knife. Sure, maybe there's one in the tackle box or glove compartment that never gets used. Maybe one from Grampy in the attic somewhere. For all practical considerations though the dude just had one knife.
For giggles I made him an offer on it. $100. Told him I liked the beat-up look and feel. He could easily go buy a new one and have enough cash left for dinner. "Not a chance" he said. He liked the beat-up look and feel too apparently.
So, back to the conversation with my wife. I don't have a knife like that. A knife that's just mine. I have an heirloom piece and some knives that I inherited that aren't for sale, but I don't have one that's just mine. An extension on my arm that just wouldn't feel right to be without.
She speculated that because I have so damned many, a tiny number compared to some of you lunatics, I never feel a bond with any of them. Some I may like more than others. Some I prefer for certain tasks, but nothing that's just always there.
So she lays forth the challenge. Carry only two knives for the rest of the year. One for work and one for leisure time. After those many months of use we'll see if there's a bond there that wouldn't have been otherwise.
I'll post here along the way to show how the knives have worn in, if at all, and to check up on anyone that may want to join in.