woodpuppy wrote:
Corrosion resistance, wear resistance, and toughness can be thought of as three end-members of a triangle. What properties are most important to you?
Often paddling on tidal waters corrosion resistance would top my list in a PFD lash tab rescue knife; I’ve seen what happens to the cheap “stainless” Byrd Cara Caras. On a folding lash tab knife “easy of opening” would be second on the list, and clip security third.
Wear resistance might be last among possible considerations; one of the reasons for the rescue rope painter line cutting experiment was that I realized I had never used any of the lash tab knives for cutting anything tougher than monofilament line found dangling riverside. I don’t fish, but thanks, I’ll snatch the fly or lure. I have camp knives for everything else.
woodpuppy wrote:
I tend to favor tool steels that I can maintain on the sharpening gear I have; mostly ceramic stones and one pair of CBN rods for my Sharpmaker. This device is the best way to maintain serrations.
Serrations can be wonderful for cutting rope, when sharp. When dull they just grab and hold fibers and don’t cut. Plain edge will outfit dull serrations.
My sharpening skills are somewhere between abysmal and so so. One of my dad’s neighbors had a blade sharpening side business, and every few years when I visited I’d bring him anything that was getting dull, or was purchased dull, from camp knives to kitchen knives. It was fun to watch him work, and I got the Friends & Family discount (IIRC that was 100% off). Nice guy with serious sharpening tools and skills.
I wouldn’t even attempt to sharpen one of those serrated Spiderco Salts. I did once need to, not long after I was gifted the first gen H1 Salt Sheath. Story time.
I encounter a couple of local college kids on a tidal trip. They were out of food, having planned to catch fish. They did not. I told them that the abundant mussels along the bayside shoreline that could be plucked with ease were not just edible, but delicious if rinsed a few times in a bucket of salt water.
They rinsed up a bucket of mussels and I provided the mixings for campfire mussel chowder. I was planning to forage some mussels myself – that is one fresh, tasty meal, and less laborious than raking for clams - and had brought a can of clam chowder for the base, a can of new spring potatoes and a can of shoe peg corn (either of which I can, and have, eaten cold from the can).
No butter, no cream, no wine, no chives or oyster crackers. No frou frou. I told them “Just dice up the potatoes, mix it all together with a splash of beer and heat it up over the fire. I’ll go get more wood”
Mistakes were made. I left them the Salt sheath knife to dice the potatos. They were almost finished opening the cans when I returned. To find them using my Spiderco Salt sheath knife to saw off the lids; too late to scream “Oh my god NO!”, or hand them a P-38 and say “Here, keep this”.
The chowder was delicious and the company entertaining, especially hearing further about their ill laid plans. They had hiked in 5 miles along the beachfront. Not backpacked mind you, they had no backpacks, just shoulder slung duffle bags. Meh, 5 miles, how hard could it be? Ever hiked 5 miles on loose beach sand?
They arrived to discover that they had forgotten something critical. That would be water. One of them hiked back to the car, drove off, bought two gallon jugs of water and hiked back in. He had a 15 mile day on the beach sand. Ever hiked 15 miles on beach sand? All that effort and the paltry two gallons was too little for their stay.
Thinking “We’ll eat fish” they had brought an old surf rod. Which proved to have a whopping 30 feet of line on the spool. They had brought a spacious 4-man stand up canvas tent. But not all of the poles needed to set it up.
Their campsite was something to behold; a sagging canvas tent, held up in part via ropes thrown over tree limbs, a surf rod literally tossed down in the sand in disgust. Strewn about empty gallon water jugs and drying sleeping bags of the cotton batting vintage, imprinted with western cowboy images; I presume from their childhood days.
I only trip there in winter, so they had been thirsty, hungry and cold at night. I wish I had taken a photo of their camp site, it was comical to behold. The curious condition of their site was the reason I stopped to chat them up, and discovered that they were out of food and water, and were planning to hike out that day.
They did not hike out that day. I had a few+ beers left, and a flask of bourbon. They had run out of tobacco, I had a few smokes to spare. They providentially had other smokables of which I was running critically low.
They proved to be entertaining campfire company, long into the night. At some point, well into the wee hours, they announced they really had to get going; it was now officially Monday, and they had class in the morning. As they strolled through my site to say thanks on their way out, duffle bags slung over shoulders. I gave them what potable water I could spare, enough for the hike out.
The last thing I told them, pointing demonstratively in the right direction, was “Walk east, to the ocean. When your feet get wet turn left, the surf will be on your right. Keep walking north ‘til you see the lights where your car is parked”
I know they made it; we had traded E-mails and I kept in touch with them for a few years. They got more skilled, or at least better prepared.
The dénouement. No way was I attempting to DIY sharpen that can opener serrated Salt, and the pro-sharpener neighbor guy was no more. Fortunately Spiderco has a very reasonable return for factory sharpening policy:
“Blade sharpening (PlainEdge, SpyderEdge, or CombinationEdge) – No charge for the service; $5.00 for return shipping and handling (of up to four knives).”
As far as I could tell Spiderco did an admirable job of sharpening that abused knife. I hadn’t looked at that policy in a decade or more, and had at the time paid no attention to the “up to four knives”.
$5 to sharpen four Spidercos? I am still looking for a truck console general utility knife and emergency seat belt cutter; if I end up buying one it may be a Spiderco for just that reason.
Other quality knife manufacturers may offer similar sharpening service. If all of our various knives were Spidercos they would be getting a box of four to sharpen next week.