Old School KaBar Story
by Dustin
(Raleigh, NC)
This isn't my *favorite* knife, but rather my first real one. I've had plenty of pocketknives, but this was my first real pig-sticker.
We were doing training and freezing our tails off posing as opposition forces (OPFOR) at an old airfield. We had to remain in view, as we were the objective of an observation/scouting mission. The temps dropped down to about freezing in a cloudless night. Found an old 55gal barrel with some debris tossed into it - we didn't want an open campfire. I couldn't get a fire lit - it kept choking the flames. Out came my KaBar and punched about 10 vent holes in the bottom of the barrel and we had a warm, toasty blaze going in just a few minutes.
Knife kept a decent edge, could use the pommel for some light hammering (anything real hardore would bust up the handle) and it was good for most campsite duties that my Leatherman Multitool wouldn't manage.
I gave the KaBar away to a former Marine buddy who was strapped for cash - you would have thought he just got the Nobel Prize - he cherished that thing.
Now I'm looking for a new knife - SOG SEAL Pup or Gerber LMF SAEK II Survival...
