Old hunting knife

[Dave A]

My dads old Premier Lifetime H22 German stag hunting knife and wet stone. He didn't hunt much but I do remember him with this knife.
The blade has seen better days and I'm sure it would polish up but I think I will just leave it the way it is. It's now just a keep sake to remember him by. Handsome knife that feels great in hand.

Dave

[Dave Humphries]

Interesting subject Dave, it resonates with me, let me explain ...

I wish I still had my Dad's knife

He lent it to me when I was a Boy Scout for a stay away at a 'camp' - and I lost it!

... somewhere in the long grass, in the dark (of course), we spent a good while looking for it the following day, to no avail.

I have still never forgiven myself for losing it, he never added to my self inflicted sadness for the lack of care, I think he knew had badly I felt. I believe it had travelled the world with him, likely through WWII service in many European and African countries - I knew it must have meant a lot to him and he entrusted it to my 'care' - and I let him down.

Of course, giving a fairly large blade to a not quite (or just) teenager these days would be frowned upon (to put it lightly), but we were all so much more innocent in those days and it was intended for use on vegetation only.

[Shadowman]

Nice subject to work with, nice shot.

[Mike Buckley]

Nice job bringing out the detail and keeping both photos simple.

You mention that it's a wet stone. Though some are lubricated with water and are called water stones, it's a common mistake to call it a wet stone. The correct term in that context is whetstone (a compound word rather than two words). To whet a blade is to sharpen it.

I no longer have my father's pocket knife because my wife forgot to transfer it from her carry-on luggage to the other luggage before going through airport security. The security officials confiscated it because we didn't have time to do anything else. She felt terrible and I did my best to make her realize that it wasn't the end of the world, but especially now that I'm into desktop photography I would have enjoyed photographing it.

[madcrow]

I don't have many possessions of my father but I don't mind, I have the memories. Knife and memories a good combination.

[NorthernFocus]

Nicely photographed. Fits the subject. Well done.

[Dave A]

Interesting subject Dave, it resonates with me, let me explain ...

I wish I still had my Dad's knife

He lent it to me when I was a Boy Scout for a stay away at a 'camp' - and I lost it!

... somewhere in the long grass, in the dark (of course), we spent a good while looking for it the following day, to no avail.

I have still never forgiven myself for losing it, he never added to my self inflicted sadness for the lack of care, I think he knew had badly I felt. I believe it had travelled the world with him, likely through WWII service in many European and African countries - I knew it must have meant a lot to him and he entrusted it to my 'care' - and I let him down.

Of course, giving a fairly large blade to a not quite (or just) teenager these days would be frowned upon (to put it lightly), but we were all so much more innocent in those days and it was intended for use on vegetation only.

Thank you for that story Dave. My dad was also English, born in London, immigrated to Canada alone when he was 16 and joined the RCAF a few years later.

Dave

[Wavelength]

Very nice story, images and very good additions by Dave and Mike; "whetstone" a new word to my vocabulary; thanks

[Dave A]

Nice job bringing out the detail and keeping both photos simple.

You mention that it's a wet stone. Though some are lubricated with water and are called water stones, it's a common mistake to call it a wet stone. The correct term in that context is whetstone (a compound word rather than two words). To whet a blade is to sharpen it.

I no longer have my father's pocket knife because my wife forgot to transfer it from her carry-on luggage to the other luggage before going through airport security. The security officials confiscated it because we didn't have time to do anything else. She felt terrible and I did my best to make her realize that it wasn't the end of the world, but especially now that I'm into desktop photography I would have enjoyed photographing it.

Thank you Mike for the correction. I didn't know that but glad I do now. He also used that stone to sharpen his chisels of which I have one of his older and larger ones. I may photograph that one next.

Dave

[chauncey]

I wish I still had my Dad's knife

With me, it was my dad's hammer.

[bje07]

Nicely lit. Well done.

[LePetomane]

I like it that you did not polish the blade for the photograph. The tarnished appearance is nice.