I have an old old old knife back from the 80's that I still carry with me. I think its a Gerber, but the lettering wore off years ago. I consider it to be a good luck charm
I have an old old old knife back from the 80's that I still carry with me. I think its a Gerber, but the lettering wore off years ago. I consider it to be a good luck charm
If I find anything diggin' in a privy it better be worth $500.
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I was going to say my '46 Willys, but I don't use it too much anymore. I'd have to say my '81 Toyota pickup, which I use regularly.
I came across a few old pocket knives (very small) that I will be adding to a little pouch. One says Trojans on it, one says Ranger and one says Frontier. The other is a little carved piece of wood that has a few blades in it. Not sure if those are old time brands or what, but they were in a thing of my grandpa's so I'm guessing they could be pretty old.
I have a P-38 can opener that I put on my key ring in 1972, many different key rings since then but same old P-38, just opened a can of peaches with it yesterday and it still works great.
Lol, I would say my 1982 Toyota pick-up. She is rusty, ugly, but starts every single morning and still hauls bags of feed like nobody's business. Don't use a drop of oil, and believe it or not the a/c still works like a charm.
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Teehee, that reminds me of last year after I'd dewormed our dogs. Having an inquisitive mind, I went to poke around in Silas's turd with a stick to see if any worms came out. There were none, but right next to his poop I found a really neat fossil.
My most ratty piece of equipment is my 23-year old foamie. Apart for the usual camping use, I also slept on it for four years when in university. There's oil smears on it and the dogs took a couple bites out of it when they were little, but I still use it. Almost lost it this spring when I went to visit family in Europe and AirCanada (who else...) managed to lose it somewhere along the way. After a couple of antagonizing days, they luckily located it and I got it delivered by taxi (!) to where I was staying. It was a very, very happy reunion because I refuse to get one of those ThermaRests before my back is totally shot.
Actually, my snowshoes are even more ratty, come to think of it. I bought them 24 years ago in a second hand shop, so not too sure how old they are - they still came with well-worn leather bindings. Have fixed up the rawhide a few times since and my old dog chewed them up pretty good a few years ago, probably thinking they're nice size rawhide treats. Their just the perfect size bearpaws for me.
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