Previously I posted about my first knife, which I received as a Cub Scout. (See link)

Here now is my second pocket knife: my Boy Scout knife.

This one has seen a lot more use, a lot more re-sharpening on whetstones, and has lived a good life. I remember when my dad got me the quick-release key chain which let me attach the knife to a belt loop for much easier access. I’m considering leaving the rust/patina alone as it does tell more of the history of the knife, but it could use a good dusting/cleaning.

In addition to all the monthly campouts, I took this knife with me to Philmont Scout Ranch in New Mexico and later to part of the Appalachian Trail (Maryland/Pennsylvania border).

It’s been stashed away since I aged-out of Scouts as a youth and since re-joining as an adult leader, I’ve been carrying more modern locking knives, but this still has a special place in the collection.