Best Pocket Knife Ever

THE VICTORINOX SWISS ARMY FIELDMASTER

Best pocket knife ever! I've had, and have, lots of pocket knives. I've used them cut rope, clean fish, slice meat, and even open cans. Far and above the best pocket knife ever is the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife. I started out with the Tinker when I was about ten years old. This replaced my old boy scout knife and got me through all the tasks a boy could need a knife for.

Tinker:

Then, sometime in college, when I wanted to carry a bottle opener, I graduated to the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife Spartan. It was a gift from my dad, from whom I learned camping and back packing and fishing. It was perfect for moon-lit nights, steaks on the grill, a bottle of cabernet.

Spartan:

Now I carry the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife Fieldmaster. I can trim my finger nails, pop a cork, tighten a screw, or saw through a small branch. I've never used the button hook.

Fieldmaster:

But if you just want the basics, or the perfect gift, go with the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife Camper. You can't go wrong.

Camper:

I remember when I was a kid, watching a documentary about some guys climbing El Capitan in Yosemite. They were using petons and ropes (it was an old movie) and they stopped for the knife, sleeping in suspended hammocks half way up. One of them pulled out a can of tuna and said "who's got a Swiss Army Knife." It's a piece of gear you never want to be without.

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