I had a fun day forging, but the results of my first time at an anvil left something to be desired. Still, it was a good lesson.
The Bible verse Joel 3:10 says, “Beat your plowshares into swords and your pruning hooks into spears: let the weak say, I am strong.”
I spent a morning last week beating a lawnmower blade into a rough knife shape. After three hours of forging and grinding, I have much greater respect for anyone who can fashion a decent blade from a hunk of raw metal. I’m also pretty certain that while I might be able to fashion a pruning hook into a spear, I could not beat a plowshare into a sword.
Forging is much harder than it looks on all those TV shows and YouTube videos.
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I never worked a forge or done any blacksmithing, but that’s all going to change. Now I just have to decide what to make.
I have three hours booked on a forge this coming week. I’m going to forge—or at least start forging—a fixed blade knife that may become my new field knife.
I probably have at least 18 or 20 knives, both fixed and folding, but I only carry three different blades on a regular basis. Most of them sit in a box or are tucked into a bug out bag or vehicle emergency kit. I think every young man has bought a knife that they thought was cool, only to realize some years later that it was foolish. I kept mine around along with some inexpensive blades. They may have little value now, but in a post-SHTF situation, I can trade, give, or lend them out to someone who realizes any knife is better than no knife.
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