My first knife

"First's"  are always a big deal in life.  You typically never forget them.  First fish, first camping trip, first gun, first knife, firs car, first game kill, etc.  This could go on for awhile.  I have been able to hang on to a couple of my first tools that got me started into bushcraft by means of hunting.  My first knife was a Buck 110 Folding Hunter.

It was the only knife I carried for the better part of a decade.  It cleaned my first deer, rabbit, squirrel, pheasant and many more of the same.  It has been a constant companion and I am rather pleased that through all the journeys I haven't lost it. I still take it for small game and bird hunts.  It carries on the hip easy and the 420C steel still takes a razor edge with little effort.  This was an excellent first knife choice by the old man.  I look forward to many more years of use and maybe one day it will be one cool family heirloom with many stories to tell.