Blade Knives

Blade Knives

Blade Knives

Blade Knives

Blade Knives

That Guy With the Cold Steel Fixed Blade Knives  สล็อตเว็บตรงWhy is it that every time I go camping there is always that one guy – that guy who seems to know everything about the outdoors and has the equipment to survive in any situation that doesn’t involve nuclear fallout of some kind? (And even then you wonder.) They seem strangely attracted to sharp, shiny objects as well, which can be worrisome in the wrong person, but – let’s face it – completely cool in others. The last time I went out on a weekend excursion I was accompanied by about five other people. I knew most of them, and we were all well versed in the outdoors, but not what you might call “outdoorsy.” That is, except for my brother’s friend’s cousin who joined us this weekend. Him and his case full of Cold Steel fixed blade knives. Have you ever seen that episode of “Lost” in season one where the old guy with the bald head first showed everyone his knife collection? This was a lot like that. The other four of us stood in amazement around the guy with the slightly distressing smile on his face and the extremely sharp objects in his case.Blade Knives Blade KnivesI had to admit, I kind of liked it. Blade KnivesI also kind of got it. Blade KnivesIt is a knife. Everyone had their own knife. I was going to need a knife. My favorite knife was the pointed ceramic buffalo cap knife, but I had to get in line with the wholeTherefore thing. (with misspellings I might add) I liked it but it did have its drawbacks. The problem was that as soon as I got out of the car with the knife it was gone. I did find it a few hours later in the fisherman’s shack. Let’s see what this whole affair was. I had been on a long car ride when I decided to stop for a bite to eat. The blew my cover and went back at the first sound. I was hungry. When I got back I noticed the great gorge nearby and went to check it out. What I saw was this: A very large boulder stood about fifty feet across and was shaped rather like a sideways ‘C’ with a couple little bumps on the end. I was excited. It would be easy to get to the rocky ridge. The ridge was about two feet wide and less than a hundred feet long. If I went in the water it would be easy to get back out. I went in the water. I brought my metal detector. I found something. It was a little tiny. Like my pinky if you remembered. It had a couple of little rounded bumps on the end. It was not worth trying to catch. I went back out. I saw the little metallic thing. My metal detector had a coil of wire rather than a detector, so I wrapped it around the little coil and tried to catch the dust cloud that would rise up from the water. The cloud was not very visible so I tried again. Again, I did not catch much. Yet I wanted to keep going. The ridge was doing something to the ground. I was not sure what. Again, I went back out. I saw the coil of wire bikini lined in the dirt. Bingo. I had to try. I had to really pull on the coil to get any appreciable coil. Try as I might, I could not catch a single reed. I decided to cut the search short. I got back into the car and began searching. My wife was sleeping in the back with the baby. I was sleeping in the front with the baby in his bassinet. We heard a fog horn. It must have been blowing at the time. So we listened a bit. Nothing. The babies crying. Sitting up. Find the truck. Find the car. Call 911. Now I’m really tired. Woke up my wife. Startled her. moved tent a little. ooked water heater a little. built a fire in the camp toilets. Water purification tablets. boshing water filter. chairs and table. cooler for the shower. electric box. freeze dried food. tent heater. little stool. little bottle. cups. first aid kit. camping clothes.
Blade Knives