Every Day Carry

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[video] Cold Steel FM1 afternoon thoughts

[image] Ultem swirl PM2 locked and loaded — that golden handle just pops. Jackson field watch on the green NATO keepin’ time, Wuben flashlight for the dark spots, brass Zippo for the classics, and that slick little carbon fiber mini worry stone from MittenState EDC for fidgetin’ in the

[image] Native 5 LW and the Case Crossroads Barlow holding it down this cool rainy Saturday morning. S30V on FRN for the daily grind, that classic Barlow with the red scales for when you just need something honest and simple. Bad Motherfucker wallet, Zebra F-701, and the Seiko diving the

[image] Friday Carry. North Woods Whip in the pocket like it’s still 1910 and I’m fixing fence. CRK Sebenza 21 riding shotgun because some days you need a little titanium attitude. Seiko 5 on the wrist just so I don’t lose track of time while I’m out here looking like I got my shit

[image] Out here in the sticks, this Spyderco Bodacious in Spy27 is my kinda reliable — tough as a Missouri mule and sharp enough to make short work of whatever the day throws at ya. Rockin’ these AWT topo scales that already came lookin’ like contour lines on a good huntin’ map. Pocket

[image] Backwoods Baller Setup: Spyderco Delica VG-10 Damascus + PM2 Tanto” “Out here in the sticks, you don’t need flash… but damn if it don’t feel good when you got it. This Delica’s VG-10 Damascus blade is slicin’ smoother than a fresh-cut hayfield — lightweight, flips like it owes

[image] Frankenstein PM2 Built from the ground up with nothing but spare parts and pure stubbornness. Custom scales, solid hardware, that classic Spydie hole and choil still doing work. No factory finish, no fancy box, just a knife that earned its place the hard way. Sitting next to the

[image] Monday grind activated. Yojimbo in RGT micarta, Battle Axe Slipjoint throwing those carnival colors, Citizen red-bezel chrono, and the Milwaukee Inkzall ready to mark whatever needs marking. Simple tools. No excuses. Let’s get after it.

[image] New Knife Day and the Microtech Mini MSI just hit the pocket. Black frag aluminum, plain edge, RAM-LOK that snaps shut like it means it. Compact little bastard that still feels like it came ready for work. First impression: this thing punches way above its size.

[image] Humpday blade just hit different when it’s a Spyderco PM2 Tanto in that beast mode M4 steel. This thing’s a tank — wicked tanto point for piercing, that full flat grind slices like it owes you money, and the compression lock’s as solid as a Missouri handshake. Wishing y’all the

[image] Thursday morning pocket duo: Manix 2 LW 15V and the little MicroJimbo 15V just sittin’ there lookin’ too clean for a regular Thursday. Lightweight tanks, both of ‘em. One’s ready to chew through whatever the day throws, the other’s just mean enough to remind you it can. Broke-ass

[image] Afternoon Thoughts 1991 Buck 381 Mini Trapper Still sharper than my decision-making after lunch. Rosewood, brass, and 35 years of not giving a damn about trends.

[image] Hump Day Heat – Native 5 15V AWT That Native 5 in CPM 15V wearing those aggressive AWT milled scales is pure midweek business. The milling bites, the 15V holds an edge like it owes you money, and the whole setup just feels right when the week starts dragging its feet. Seiko on

[image] Micarta Monday with a side of red. Spyderco Smock micarta holdin’ it down like a good dog, Case bone stayin’ classic, red bezel and tactical pen bringin’ just enough heat. Pit bull background starin’ like it already knows who’s runnin’ this pocket. Broke-ass country boy EDC,

[image] Tuesday classics locked and loaded. Emerson A100 riding shotgun with that 10-dot Case XX — pure old-school steel ready for whatever the day throws at it. Simple. Proven. No nonsense. What’s your Tuesday carry looking like?

[image] Afternoon Carry Thoughts 🔥 Pocketed this Chaves Redencion 229 Integral and damn if it don’t remind you it’s there — straight-up brick of titanium machined from one solid hunk. No flex, no give, just pure overbuilt bad-assery letting you know every step that you’re packin’

[image] Sunday chill mode activated. Chores done, yard settled, and the day’s finally slowing down. Time to kick back with the real helper—the Native 5 LW in S30V. That FRN handle disappears in the hand like it was molded for it, feather-light but still locking up solid when you need it.

[image] Humpday strong. Emerson Commander leading the charge — 3.75” 154CM recurve with a hollow regrind, Wave feature, green Micarta scales, titanium liner lock. That big chisel-ground edge is ready when the week starts acting up. Buck 303 Cadet holding it down with the black scales and

[image] Mini Microtech MSI chilling. Chores done. House squared away. Dogs fed. Yard handled. Just me, this little M390 ram-lock with aluminum handles that punches way above its size, and that quiet Sunday stretch before the week starts trying to beat my ass again. No rush. No noise.

[image] Dead solid lockup and those ergos just melt right into your hand like they were born there. Native 5 doing work.

[image] Thursday carry. Simple. On a budget. Vosteed doing the heavy lifting, old Case Stockman still earning its keep, Zippo, pen, and the Aragon keeping time. No flex required when the gear just works.

[image] TGIF carry. Fresh skins on the Wharncliffe Endela — seigaiha wave pattern doing the work. Queen Steel #2 tagging along for the slipjoint tax, gen 1 Monster on leather keeping Friday honest, titanium BIC stick, and the light. Nothing extra. Just works.

[image] Spyderco MicroJimbo CPM 15V Long day. Same pocket. Same little Jimbo. Spyderco MicroJimbo in CPM 15V, Golden, Colorado, USA Earth. Shawn Houston heat. Brown scales. Lynch NW titanium clip riding shotgun instead of the factory wire. Hole you can find in the dark.

[image] Monday Shaman. Back to the grindstone, y’all. Flaming Gorilla canvas on the Shaman, still smelling like weekend work. Red bone Case riding in the 1931 slip like it never left. Maverick Zwear pry sitting there quiet, ready to pop a lid or a bad attitude. Wuben, Jack Mason, white

[image] Surgical stainless is nice and shiny, but high carbon would’ve bitten a little harder. That hunter green bone though… that’s what sets this Seahorse Whittler apart from the rest of the herd. Case 6355WH. 2017. Still talks.

[image] Fair enough. Bolster’s plain on this one. After a little soak in the spa, this old Chicago lineman is ready to clock back in. M. Klein & Sons, made in the U.S.A. Spearpoint for the cutting, locking screwdriver for the screws and the insulation. Brass liners, nickel bolsters,

[image] Fresh out of the box and already causing problems. Rob Earp custom slipjoint, built 9/22/26 down in Springdale, Arkansas. Shop’s only been running since 2024 and the lid already came signed — Arkansas outline, maker’s mark, the whole deal. Card says what the knife already told

[image] Böker USA 1777 Old Wild West Muskrat Great American Story — Buffalo Bill & Sitting Bull Two matching Turkish clips, nickel silver bolsters, jigged brown Delrin that still fools folks into calling it bone, and a shield with Buffalo Bill staring down Sitting Bull like they just

[image] Cool Saturday morning. Black Rifle coffee still mean enough to wake the dead, and that green-and-yellow Remington 9506 sitting there like it already clocked in. Clip and spey, sawcut Delrin, Camillus-built around ’96. Nothing fancy. Nothing new. Just a broke-ass knife that still

[image] Monday inventory. Old Timer 7OT with both blades out like it still has something to prove. 1931 Leatherworks skull sheath, solar Jack Mason, nicotine, and a light that costs more than the knife. Buyers remorse guaranteed. At least the muskrat’s honest about it.

[image] Rain finally showed up and put the heat in its place. W.R. Case XX Copperlock 47494 in blue curly oak been waiting for weather that ain’t trying to cook you. 3.16” locking clip. Case did the pretty part. I’ll do the dirty work.

[image] Tuesday didn’t ask for titanium. It asked for something that still opens after coffee and a dip. Coffee’s in the SpongeBob mug because grown-man mugs chip and this one don’t judge. ALP Sweet Nectar on the counter like a little sin that pays rent. Then the hank — GONDEKEDC plaid,

[image] Thursday Carry Roosters on the bone, 20CV in the pocket, and a watch that’s seen more action than my checking account. Hinderer 0562CF doing the heavy lifting while the old Robeson keeps the tradition honest. Broke Ass EDC. Buyers remorse not included… it’s already here.

[image] Cool 65° this morning. Coffee’s doing its job and the 15V PM2 LW is wearing the new Aimfront scales for the first time on a Sunday that don’t ask for much. They look like fired copper more than gold. Warm, a little dirty, like something that sat too close to a forge and decided

[image] Tuesday carry. Spyderco Smock for the modern problem-solving, Case 6244 for when you still want that old-school snap and jigged bone in the pocket. Knipex Cobra riding shotgun because some things just need to be grabbed and twisted. Broke ass EDC. Still getting it done.

[image] Thursday green with envy, and neither one of these is apologizing for it. Spyderco Sage 6 in that sea-glass green, leaf blade out and ready, sitting next to a Case Seahorse Whittler that looks like it was cut out of old river bone. One for the modern work, one for the traditional

[image] Fixed Blade Friday, and neither one of these came off a peg. Dan Alto custom fixie in good ole 1095 and vintage Micarta. Satin blade, brass pin, leather lanyard, the kind of knife that don’t care what day it is. Next to it, a Rob Earp custom slip: AEB-L, natural canvas vintage

[image] Midweek carry. One Boker that looks like it wants a fight. One that just wants to open a box. That’s the whole philosophy. The Atropos is the loud one. Gedraitis name on the ricasso, VG10 that still bites, those milled slots painted like it showed up ready to work. The Tree Brand

[image] High-speed Rex 121 Sage in burnt orange G10 doing the actual cutting, swirl-scale Battle Axe Trapper riding shotgun like it showed up to a church picnic in a loud shirt. That burnt orange and the wild Cooper handle fighting for pocket space, L.L. Bean keeping time, little red

[image] (top) CRKT Provoke in FDE Cerakote, (bottom) standard Provoke in black type 3 hard anodize, TiNi). Not sure where this photo came from.

[video] Sunday Congress. Fall finally showed up and brought the good one with it. JBF Champlin Cutlery USA Genuine Stag Congress. 3½” closed, four-blade slipjoint, limited 2026 run. One blade wearing “LIMITED EDITION,” the other stamped 2026 like it knows what year it is. Real stag that

[image] Monday carry, corrected. Citizen Eco-Drive with the red bezel, Twisted Assisted Sheffield slipjoint in cow killer micarta, Milwaukee Inkzall, little teal light, and the leather slip so it doesn’t rattle. That micarta fools the eye from across the table. Up close it’s still the

[image] Hump Day. Seiko keeping time like it still matters. Spyderco from Golden doing the dirty work. That old slipjoint with the Old West etch sitting there like it rode in on a horse and never left. Light for when the day’s as dark as the coffee. Broke ass EDC. Midweek don’t get a

[image] Woke up, checked the watch, it said Tuesday. So the swirl-scale Spyderco came out, the yellow Case tagged along for tradition, and the Knipex rode shotgun in case something needed convincing. Same rag, same coin, same broke-ass energy.

[image] Sunday morning, coffee still hot, and the ole lady already got the list wrote out. 1981 Case Copperhead in jigged brown bone. Nine dots, carbon steel, clip and pen. Been around longer than half the chores on that paper. Honey-do don’t care what day it is. Clip blade for the

[image] Humpday hit different when the red seahorse showed up in the pocket. Case 4355WH Seahorse Whittler. American Workman red synthetic, 1095 carbon that still smells like factory oil. Three blades, one job. Work Sharp Field Sharpener lives right next to the recliner, same spot as the

[image] Hump Day carry: • One yellow slipjoint that still thinks it’s a farmer • One black Kershaw that thinks it’s tacticool • One blue flashlight that actually works • One watch that costs more than my first truck payment • One Zebra pen because I still write things down like

[image] Romans 13:13 The more advanced the tech gets, the more endless the temptation grows in the sins of the flesh. Our broken souls don’t stand a chance alone. He understands that, and He’s glad to help us make it through the day.