forward by: Daniel M. Certo
In the past ten years, I've made many knives, I started doing this as a hobby, and liked it so much, I wanted to do it full time.
The reason behind it was not to make valuable collectibles, or pieces of art.
No, I started it due to a very unfortunate and rather dangerous
personal experience with a very large knife that snapped the blade
flying though the air and hitting me in the head....luckily the flat
part and not the sharp edge.
This lead me to wanting to make a knife that would with stand the rigors of hard work and field use.
Since then, I also built this web site to share as much of my work with you as time permits.
I have also asked my readers and customers to respond with photos of
their adventures especially were Relentless knives are involved.
Truthfully, many are shy or to busy, and so, reports from the field are more rare than I would like.
Six months ago , the guy below contacted me through my web site and ordered the knife in the photo's below. He wanted
all of the strength options that were available, and the results are
below in his great writing about his wonderful vacation and great
adventure. To me, it is a dream vacation.....and I'm so glad to have
been a small part of it.
The letter below and the photos were unsolicited, other than me asking
the guy for a few photos of his trip. It's to good not to share. Thanks
Brian not only for your order, but for the Great vacation.
Email from: Brian Session
Well, I gotta say- you make one helluva knife. I just got back
from a week's worth of floating and motoring on the Mississippi
River. We did about 160 river miles, and about 50 extra miles of
exploring back rivers and creeks and swamps. I was really pleased
with the trip as the section of the river that we chose (Millington,
TN. to Dyersburg, TN.) was almost vacant of people, with the exception
of barges. We only saw a handful of fisherman, and no homes at
all. The rivers and creeks that branched off the river took us
into woods that had some of the oldest willow trees I'd ever
seen. Some of them were 4-5' in diameter. The swamps were
peaceful and full of wildlife. We saw deer that seemed to have no
fear of humans, beaver that would come right up to the boat, gar that
were the size of logs floating in the water, and snakes everywhere.
“In the past, my buddy and I have caught what we eat- but as the
Mississippi is so polluted in this region, the fish are not
consumable. So, we brought MRE's. 2 cases of MRE's.
Enough MRE's to give two full-grown men the shits for a lifetime.
We took that and a couple cases of bottled water. So, we had
that, a 16' john boat, a 15 hp motor, 20 gallons of gas, 2 sleeping
bags, a tent, some coffee, and a bag of clothes each. I brought
my Glock 17, the knife you made me, and a hat. My buddy brought a
toothbrush and some sun block. He turned out to be the smarter of
the two of us.
The river averaged a 5 mph current, and was about 3/4's of a mile wide
at most spots. Our motor would scare the buffalo fish and they'd
jump out of the water as we went by. We had 6 of them jump into
the boat with us and flounce all over our stuff. They smelled
worse than any fish I've ever handled, and everything they touched
stunk the rest of the trip. After grabbing the first 4 with my
hand, I started knifing them and throwing them out. One of the
pictures I've included is of the largest of the fish. It was
about a 40 pounder. I wanted to eat it, but it looked to be
The other picture is of a water moccasin (cotton mouth) that I
caught. It was the biggest I'd ever seen. We used to eat
them, but now it's illegal, so we turned it loose again.
Other pic is of a gar that I shot and then grabbed. I had tried
for hours to catch one with my hands (they'd lay at the top of the
water), but couldn't so I finally shot one.
Then, the sunset over the river. Some fires in Alabama and Florida had made the sky hazy, but it was pretty none-the-less.
Then 3 of a leech that got on my leg. It was really pretty, and would stretch out to about 2 inches.
Now, for the part that will most likely interest you most:
When I first got the knife a couple months ago I opened the box, and
thought "Holy shit that's a big knife!". I picked it up and
examined it and thought that there was no way that was the knife I'd
ordered. I measured it, and it was. Exactly. I
thought "Well, crap. It's beautiful, but too big.". I wrote
you and said that it was perfect as it was exactly as I had ordered and
you had done your job to 100%, but inside I was thinking that it was
going to be too cumbersome to use. I took it out on a few short
trips and it grew on me. It was balanced perfectly. And
when I say "perfectly", you can be assured I mean it as I'm a critical
guy. The balance made the 9" of 1/4" steel feel like a much
smaller and lighter knife. It made it feel more like an extension
of my hand than a blade that constantly made my buddy laugh and refer
to as a machete. Before my trip I did a couple things- I put some
neatsfoot oil on the sheath as it was bone dry, and I took a dremel
tool with a fine grain sanding wheel and smoothed out the edges of the
rear of the guard and the butt. They were sharp 90* edges and the
guard gave me blisters after using the knife a bit. So, I did
that. It took 15 minutes and made the handle of the knife much
more user friendly. I also put a razor edge on the knife. I
like my knives sharp and if they need touched up from hard use, that's
fine with me. I did that and thought about removing the keeper on
the sheath. The blade was held in tight by the sheath and even
with the keeper unsnapped, the blade didn't move when I shook the
sheath upside down. I thought about it, but hated to do it so I
left it alone.
So, on the river I used the knife for everything. I mean
EVERYTHING. I carry a multi-tool, but tend to reach for the
sheath knife. I opened about a hundred MRE packs (the aluminum
and plastic too), I broke up blocks of ice, I used the point to pry
various things up and out, I hacked limbs and carved in trunks, and I
used the butt of the knife to crush my coffee beans in the morning.
At one point we saw an old, abandoned plantation-looking home on the
side of the river. I climbed the bluff to it and looked
inside. It was early 19th century construction and pretty
interesting to me. I was looking through it and saw a king snake
by the wall. I went to grab it and it slithered in a hole in the
wall. Without thinking I reached for my knife and started prying
the boards up. They turned out to be 1" thick hardwood. I
got one up and as I was shoe-horning my point into the seam to remove
the next board, I thought "This type crap is how I broke the tip off a
dozen Buck knives.", but if something's going to brake- I'd rather it
broke when I expect it than when I really need it to hold. So I
removed a few of the boards and caught the snake. I looked at it
and then turned it loose and as I was pulling my knife out of the wall
where I had stuck it, I thought "That's one helluva knife.". It
is. I did all manner of crap with that knife that I could never
do with a Gerber, a Randall, a Buck, or any of the other brands I've
owned. At the end of the trip the only wear the knife shows is a
little of the bead blasting worn off the tip from me sticking it in
logs as I sat there eating MRE's. There were absolutely NO chinks
in the edge at all. None. And that's impressive considering how
many times I hit rocks trying to cut through something.
After I get blood on a knife, I wipe it on my pants leg and then sheath
it. This practice has left me with many blades that have rust
spots on them from the salt in the blood. When I got home, I
cleaned the knife up really well and noted that there was some blood in
the saw teeth that had been there since the first day. I used a
tooth brush to get it out and there was absolutely no discoloration of
the steel. It was nice as that last Randall I had would get
etched to shit in a matter of hours.
So, to sum up- I love that knife. I love it more than any knife
I've ever had (and I've had every brand on the market). I'm
tickled pink that I like it so much and it's so tough, as I hate to get
attached to a knife or gun and then it fail over time. That knife
was put through hell this last week and came out looking much like it
did the day it arrived.
Thank you again. If I drop this knife in the river (as that's the
only way I can foresee it being destroyed) then you'll definitely hear
from me to buy another. I'm that pleased with it.
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