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I like Havalon knives, but they are scary. I ran a blade straight through the base of my thumb ten years ago. I was reaching up inside the chest to cut off the windpipe. Wrapped it up in a handkerchief with a gob of Neosporan and kept hunting. It healed up fine.

Im a big fan of the triple antibiotic ointments. I can get about any wound to heal with that stuff.
that was rxactly what i was afraid of doing those things are so sharp i thought you could cut your finger off and not even feel it i didn't like the idea of pulling my hand backout minus a finger didn't want to mix deer blood in with my blood eitheri like working with s sharp knife but those things are just scalpels
 
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Haven’t stuck myself but regarding refusing to go to the doc- i’m pretty sure I broke the toe next to the big toe earlier tonight and am refusing to get it looked at, much to my wife’s chagrin. Last year I broke my thumb and refused to get it looked at until the next day when the swelling kept getting worse.

I remember growing up my old man bought some frozen mackerel from jims bait and tackle in cape may and he tried cutting it up while still frozen in the middle. Filet knife hit that frozen spot and deflected right into his thumb. A day or two later with a nice skin flap still hanging the whole family of five went to the hospital. Same as others have mentioned- too late to stitch so a good cleaning and some butterflies. All of us kids were given a fountain soda shortly before leaving and as we’re getting into the 88 suburban we’re read the riot act about not spilling soda in the truck. Well my mom backs out of the spot and into a fire hydrant, and we all end up wearing our orange soda. As kids we all thought we were dead meat 🤣
 
I was cutting the head off a buck last year, holding the head in my left hand and trying to find the joint with the knife in my right hand. I found the joint alright, and it went through too easily and right into my fore arm. Instantly gushed dark blood. Left a real good blood trail into the kitchen. Wrapped my arm up tight and drove myself 30 minutes to the hospital at midnight. There is still a disconnect in the muscles when I strain that arm. Just a strange sensation as if it might pop apart.
I felt like this guy.

 
Not a knife, but a chainsaw. About 40 years ago, a friend and I were about 35 miles from home cutting locust trees on a Conrail right of way. His neighbor worked for Conrail, so we had permission. We all drove our own pickup trucks. The tree i was cutting bucked back, hitting the chain saw into my left leg about 2 inches above my knee. I had cut a towel up and used my belt to put pressure on the wound. Loaded the truck with all the wood I cut up and drove home. I was a senior in high school at the time, so young and dumb. By the time I got home, it was to late for stitches. Luckily, it wasn't too deep. Still have a scar, but it is not that noticeable.
 
We always called the tenderloins inside the cavity of deer fish because they were about the size of a fish and are the most tender and flavorful of all the deer parts. Not sure if you didn't know or was just jerking my chain.
just playing ;)

PA deer have horns and fish in them, dont ya know :)
 
Not a knife cut, but a knife was involved. A buddy and I were fishing from a 12' Jon boat on a windy day and we floated under some power lines so we had to go a little more side arm with casting. Well my buddy got a hit on his cast and was anxious to get his rapala back in the same spot with a quick cast.

Unfortunately the rapala found an anchor spot just above my ear. My buddy was anxious to get his lure back to make another cast while the target bass was still in the area and interested in the lure dangling from my scalp.

So instantly he grabbed his Gerber knife. Now my buddy took great pride in all his many knives were razor sharp. However this was not one of the sharp ones and after several passes like a saw over the area he was unable to free the two triple hooks from my scalp and he tried with some vigor.

I guess he finally gave up on being able to get his lure back in front of that prized bass, so he said perhaps we should make a trip home to get a sharper knife or to the emergency room.

Next he said I think I can remove it but it may require a few stitches.....I selected the emergency room.

We arrive at a doctor which was one of his fishing buddy and specialized in delivering babies, so the waiting room was full of pregnant ladies and of course one of them spot the dangling lure, pointed and yelled something that cause all the others to point and make comments as I stood in line to fill out all the necessary paper work.

The next phase was into the emergency room for removal which was delayed by the stories of where were we fishing, how many bass we caught and even an inspection of the Gerber knife.

The doc. start to put some numbing drops on the area and buddy stated that may not be necessary as I already poured a shot of Jack Danials on it. They laugh as my buddy ask about the procedure the doc. was going to use to remove the lure and ended his query with...... be very careful.....I was appreciative my buddy did not want to see me in any pain.

The doc complement my buddy of his concern for my welfare to which my good buddy said that too, but I am very concerned about my favorite lure please try not to damage it.



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Not a knife cut, but a knife was involved. A buddy and I were fishing from a 12' Jon boat on a windy day and we floated under some power lines so we had to go a little more side arm with casting. Well my buddy got a hit on his cast and was anxious to get his rapala back in the same spot with a quick cast.

Unfortunately the rapala found an anchor spot just above my ear. My buddy was anxious to get his lure back to make another cast while the target bass was still in the area and interested in the lure dangling from my scalp.

So instantly he grabbed his Gerber knife. Now my buddy took great pride in all his many knives were razor sharp. However this was not one of the sharp ones and after several passes like a saw over the area he was unable to free the two triple hooks from my scalp and he tried with some vigor.

I guess he finally gave up on being able to get his lure back in front of that prized bass, so he said perhaps we should make a trip home to get a sharper knife or to the emergency room.

Next he said I think I can remove it but it may require a few stitches.....I selected the emergency room.

We arrive at a doctor which was one of his fishing buddy and specialized in delivering babies, so the waiting room was full of pregnant ladies and of course one of them spot the dangling lure, pointed and yelled something that cause all the others to point and make comments as I stood in line to fill out all the necessary paper work.

The next phase was into the emergency room for removal which was delayed by the stories of where were we fishing, how many bass we caught and even an inspection of the Gerber knife.

The doc. start to put some numbing drops on the area and buddy stated that may not be necessary as I already poured a shot of Jack Danials on it. They laugh as my buddy ask about the procedure the doc. was going to use to remove the lure and ended his query with...... be very careful.....I was appreciative my buddy did not want to see me in any pain.

The doc complement my buddy of his concern for my welfare to which my good buddy said that too, but I am very concerned about my favorite lure please try not to damage it.



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You need better friends fella...
 
I have been fortunate so far in using a knife. The worst incident that I was involved with is when a friend of mine was field dressing a deer he rubbed his wrist against a shattered rib bone. He went to a doctor ASAP.
 
Not a knife cut, but a knife was involved. A buddy and I were fishing from a 12' Jon boat on a windy day and we floated under some power lines so we had to go a little more side arm with casting. Well my buddy got a hit on his cast and was anxious to get his rapala back in the same spot with a quick cast.

Unfortunately the rapala found an anchor spot just above my ear. My buddy was anxious to get his lure back to make another cast while the target bass was still in the area and interested in the lure dangling from my scalp.

So instantly he grabbed his Gerber knife. Now my buddy took great pride in all his many knives were razor sharp. However this was not one of the sharp ones and after several passes like a saw over the area he was unable to free the two triple hooks from my scalp and he tried with some vigor.

I guess he finally gave up on being able to get his lure back in front of that prized bass, so he said perhaps we should make a trip home to get a sharper knife or to the emergency room.

Next he said I think I can remove it but it may require a few stitches.....I selected the emergency room.

We arrive at a doctor which was one of his fishing buddy and specialized in delivering babies, so the waiting room was full of pregnant ladies and of course one of them spot the dangling lure, pointed and yelled something that cause all the others to point and make comments as I stood in line to fill out all the necessary paper work.

The next phase was into the emergency room for removal which was delayed by the stories of where were we fishing, how many bass we caught and even an inspection of the Gerber knife.

The doc. start to put some numbing drops on the area and buddy stated that may not be necessary as I already poured a shot of Jack Danials on it. They laugh as my buddy ask about the procedure the doc. was going to use to remove the lure and ended his query with...... be very careful.....I was appreciative my buddy did not want to see me in any pain.

The doc complement my buddy of his concern for my welfare to which my good buddy said that too, but I am very concerned about my favorite lure please try not to damage it.



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Guess I was 9 or 10 or so when I walked into the house with a Crazy Crawler firmly embedded in my temple. Told mom she needed to take to the doctors and she says "You better stop fooling around Steven", (we knew we were in trouble if we got "Steven" or "James" instead of "Steve" or "Jim"). I told her to look close this isn't no fooling around, and on close inspection she had to sit down and get herself together. Doc cut the hooks and got it out, I still have the lure to this day 60 some years later.
 
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