As I am sitting on -3 day before my new son is born I am left to contemplate so many things.
First of all, its been 8 3/4 years since I have had to deal with a newborn. The things that come to mind are how did the first one turn out so great considering I was a wreck. My only inspiration of fatherhood was Adam Sandler’s movie Big Daddy. If you haven’t seen the movie, here is a summary of the plot. An unemployed man-child pretends to be his roommate to adopt a child to try to get his cheating girlfriend to not leave him. In the process, he learns to grow up and eventually becomes a productive member of society. I am not sure if my story is the same but I do still act like a 12 year old man-child. I mean, for goodness sakes my 8 year old and I crack up at armpit farts and I am almost 40.
Secondly, my first son and I were ready to start adventuring like big kids. I bought an off road vehicle, collected an impressive collection of fishing lures for every type of fresh water fish, and I taught him how to swear. Ok, maybe not the last one.
Lastly, we are almost at the moment when the new edition to our family breathes his first breath and cries his first cry. All I can think of is how proud I am of my wife for toughing out the past 9 months and the pride I have in my son who is so excited to be a big brother.
I leave this post with the 2 occasions when a man is allowed to cry. When his dog dies and when his child is born. (I also hear that if it’s your party you can also cry if you want to)
Even though it is not common to see men walk around with hunting knives strapped to their hips I am still a firm believer that a knife is one of those tools that is a part of being a man (or really tough woman).
My dad gave me my first swiss army knife when I was 12. It was a knock off but I still treasured it. It was walking tool kit in my pocket. A symbol that I was responsible enough to carry it and not hurt myself. I gave that same knife to my son on our second camping trip together. He was a little young and he still didn’t use it with out my supervision, but it still meant the world to him that I gave him my very first pocket knife.
Nowadays I carry something less ornate that also complies with our local laws (no knives with blades over 3″ in length). Most of the time it is put to use cutting open boxes that I receive from Amazon, but it does make me feel like that same kid with the tool box in my pocket. It has served me well in emergencies as well as around the campfire. My everyday carry knife is the Tool Logic SLPB2 Tactical Folding 1/2 Serrated Knife Check it out here :http://amzn.to/15k82It
There are those times when you are out in the wild and you need something that is a little more capable. That is when I call upon my Ka-bar Becker BK7 http://amzn.to/YSVLrA
It is a direct decendant of the Marine corps Ka-bar knife my grandfather carried in WWII. This knife can skin a deer as well as chop down a tree and is enough knife to make crocodile Dundee jealous.
picture courtesy of blade forums
Here is Ka-Bar’s latest testimonial about their knives. Kinda makes you wanna grow a beard and then shave it with a freshly sharpened Ka-Bar. Hoo-rah!!!
Categories: Gear, Random Kick@ss Stuff, Reviews
Tags: awesome, badass, Becker bk-7, bush craft, EDC, Ka-Bar, kids, knife, right of passage, swiss army, tactical, tradition
Originally from G4TV. I aspire to do this someday.