Years ago while attending a school in the Lower Peninsula of
Michigan I met a man who loved the woods as I did. He and his wife lived secluded at the edge of
a forest and he had a small watch repair shop.
I don’t remember his name but while I waited for him to fix my watch he
asked me where I was from. I said,
“South Texas” and when he heard that his questions came in a flurry. Seems he knew lots of stories about the Wild
West and, of course, Texas was as wild—as he saw it—as one could get. It just so happened that South and West Texas
are probably the most remote parts of Texas and that information peeked his
curiosity even more. We swapped stories
about our homes because I was just as curious about The Wolverine State as he
was about the Lone Star State. I told
him that what I loved most about his great state was how green it was especially
compared to my part of Texas.
During the deer season he invited me to tag along when he
hunted his corn field with a 12-gauge pump shotgun. Using a rifle in the Lower Peninsula was
against the law back then and I imagine that hasn’t changed. On that hunt we saw several does but not the
buck he was looking for. Afterward, we
sat behind his house and talked about hunting and the woods and living close to
nature. There were a couple of inches of
snow on the ground and he brought out a coffee pot charged and ready to be fed
a fire. Then he pulled out a small ax
from a box and said, “Let’s get some wood.”
He proceeded to grab several three-inch logs from the woodpile nearby and
then went to splitting the little logs by tapping the ax poll with a wooden
club as the blade rested on the end of each log. I was amazed how neatly the wood was severed into
mini-boards about 1/3-inches wide. In
Texas I’d seen my uncles do something along those lines with an ax but mesquite
never split as nicely as the wood that man was cleaving. In the Texas Brushlands we make our fires by
scrounging around for rotting mesquite branches and then snapping the branches
on the ground with a forceful whack to the dirt. The branches fragment into nice-size pieces
and what bark remains on the branches falls off and in one go we’ve got
kindling and fuel.
When I got back to Texas I found a mesquite log that had been
leaning against the side of a shed and after checking for scorpions and black
widows I carried it to a shaded area and then using a 14-inch thin-bladed
machete gave it a good solid hit, Michigan style, and just about ruined the
machete in the process. Not to be bested
I tried again and messed up the blade even more. The mesquite log was about five-inches in
diameter and when mesquite has been out in the sun for a while it dries and
gets almost rock-like. Now mesquite has a
specific gravity of about 0.85 and that’s really hard wood. I don’t remember what species of wood we used
in Michigan but it was substantially softer with perhaps an SG in the low
0.40s. It made good firewood though it
didn’t smell anywhere near as nice as burning mesquite wood.
In the intervening years I’ve seen people in South Texas and
other parts of the Southwest try to baton various hardwoods using small knives always
with mixed results. I’m not sure that
batoning is a viable tactic in these places especially if the wood is
ultra-hard and your knife matters to you.
But batoning wood with a knife has become a sort of “trial by fire” test
in a lot of bushcraft circles. It’s akin
to the military testing out a new pistol by submersing it in mud then sand then
freezing water and then shooting out the magazine without a jam. But batoning with a knife is probably only
viable if you’re using a soft wood like the species found in the Northern
latitudes. In the Southwest where wood
dries into stone it’s best to use an ax.
The other day I tried batoning a big chunk of dry mesquite
with three of my heavier “woods roamer” knives.
Two of the knives are made from 5160 leaf spring and one is made from a
farrier’s rasp. All three choppers are
robust and I found them superior to using an ax because I could pick and
choose where to baton the blade spine in order to severe the log. A few minutes before we’d broken an ax handle
when we tried batoning it on another mesquite log and the baton accidentally struck
the handle. Of course, we had no
problems with the big choppers.
I’ve been told the reason people are so gung-ho about
batoning with a small knife is because it shows how one cutting tool can do it
all. Well, maybe. But I doubt it. Besides, if I were in the North Country I
think I might prefer a small ax and a couple of decent pocket knives to any
typical bushcraft blade. Even a mini-ax might be preferable but then that’s just my opinion and I have a fondness for
small axes. Besides, I’ve seen
Scandinavian blades fold like wet coffee filters when struck against really
hard wood like mesquite, Texas ebony, guayacan and brasil. But a small ax or a well-built chopper like
the ones I’ve made for myself work beautifully.
You might try making a chopper for yourself if you’re so inclined. Of course, I can always just pick up an armful
of rotting mesquite branches (watching out for scorpions et al) and forget the
ax or the chopper and the knife altogether.
And that’s what I usually do.
Just goes to show, tools are a response to the environment their makers/designers inhabit.
ReplyDeleteYour point is well made sir
SBW
Exactly! And we should keep that in mind when we choose our tools. Thanks for you comment.
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