We just returned from a week's camping in the desert, so I'm a little slow in adding to this thread.

Anyway a SAK rescued us & made me a hero.

Early in our marriage, my wife & I took a impromptu camping trip at a small, remote fishing resort. My new wife packed little food, planning instead to buy our food at a local store. Naturally the lake's store had available only the rudiments: macaroni, cheese, Spam, canned asparagus, & a bottle of wine. Much to my astonishment, she showed her culinary genius & prepared a delectable casarole. But she had forgotten to pack a corkscrew. Fortunately, I had my first SAK, a Spartan with its corkscrew. I debonairly (or at least I felt that way) extracted the cork, and we feasted. <img src="images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

I'll never forget that save. Thereafter, I've always remember to pack a SAK with a corkscrew, now usually a Swiss Champ or a Rucksack since I ordinarily carry a Fieldmaster which has a phillips screwdriver instead of a corkscrew; I'm not sure that a Huntsman with its corkscrew wouldn't be wiser.

I admit it. I am a SAK chauvinist!

John

SAKs forever! <img src="images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />