Green Handle ( Ruko Brand RUK0051Y )

I recently picked up an new knife. a Ruko Brand RUK0051Y.

This knife is one that really spoke to me. The full blade including what is in the handle is 4 inches, and the cutting edge is 3 inches. I like that is has a nice black enamel coating covering all the metal parts that will prevent rust.  I also like the green colouring of the handle plaques. What I really like is that is has a good tight belt clip which limits my worry of losing it. I have sadly lost a few knives in the past do to them sliding off while I am working. Some may find it a bit heavy as a everyday carry pocket knife, but I like the degree of control the heavier handle gives me as a use it, and think it is an ideal belt knife. The liner lock gives a solid lock that is not a pain to disengage when it time to put it away. 

If you would like to see the company's website for this knife I have posted a link below

RUK0051Y 

     

Here are a few more pictures showing more detail

My First Knife

This is the first knife I ever had. It is a victorinox "Tinker". It was given to me by my Grandfather when I was about 12. If I understand it correctly he had found it while walking along the road near his house. Reaching my first knife was in no way a grand event. It was simply that I was going to need one for a scout camp, and this was one he had laying around. But it is an event that marks a turning point in my life. In some ways it was, in my mind at least, the point where a started on the road from child to adult.

Since receiving that first knife so may years ago I have collected many more. A few of them have been this very same "Tinker" model. When I got to an age were I could understood such things that first knife found a safe place on a shelf. It was replaced with another tinker that did not have the same history with and so did not worry about losing or breaking the same. As you can see in the picture below my first knife did see action. The case cracked and I melted it back together. It got damaged while it had the adventure of traveling the workings of an easy chair. It had been missing for a month or so, and one day I gave the handle on the stiff easy chair a good pull, and then heard the knife hit the floor. What I enjoy about knives, is that like journals they travel with you, so their history is also yours.