Never leave home without one of my flasks. Soft side Platypus for outdoor adventure, Leather bound stainless for playing dress up and Pewter with a huge dent from an evening of drunken debauchery with the bottom feeders. I can’t quite recall how the dent got there though.

I wouldn’t ever rely on the common drinking liquids as a wound/instrument sanitizer, but if I had nothing else, I may just give it a go. I’d shed a tear for every drop I had to sacrifice though. That’s one reason I always carry other options. I don’t like crying.

The bartering and meeting people comment is spot on. I’m amazed at what a little booz’ll buy ya. Food, supplies, directions, advice, or just a little friendly conversation. Sometimes you gotta grease the gears to get things rolling.

"Teetotalers lack the sympathy and generosity of men that drink." -W.H. Davies

digimark, don’t let that flask disappear. You will totally regret it. It’s not about what’s in the flask, it’s what the flask stands for.

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