Needed wedges. Ordered wedges. Received wedges. Used wedges. End of Story. Just a wild and crazy guy living on the wEDGE, And very pleased with every aspect of the transaction.
very pleased with the hatchet handles !
Overall I am very pleased with all the products that I have ordered. The length of time it took to deliver them was a little bit frustrating. But I do understand it is a small family-run business and there were some challenges. So I don't expect that that would be the norm. I did have some concern with some inconsistencies in the five handles I purchased. One of them is thinner than the other four. The center one seems like a proper Scout handle and the other four seem more like a hunter camper axe which is a little bit thicker. Overall though the handles themselves are very well made good Hickory good grain and I'm looking forward to using them.
Normally, after I swing the hatchet a few times while marking for guts or just trimming small branches, the hatchet head would start to work up the handle, so I would have to tap the handle to bring it back down. Well, after putting a new wedge in, naturally I thought to test it out. I was just putzing around so I was wearing my crocks-not sufficient foot wear for the woods. So I go over to the splitting area, set a log up for splitting and flail away. Much to my chagrin, I choke the swing causing the blade to hit short. It deflected, twisted out of grips control and ever so gracefully bounced off of my shin and onto the concrete surface. Did I mention, the concrete was wet allowing little to no traction while wearing crocks. You know those subtle little movements you instinctively make when you realize you are in eminent danger and you try to avoid complete catastrophe? Well, that is when physics becomes reality. With a rapidly changing base of support on a slippery surface and at the least what can be described as "loose" foot wear, the laws of gravity take their course. You suddenly become aware that a hatchet blade bouncing off your shin bone just might be insignificant compared to the fractured hip suffered if you land in just the wrong position. Thoughts of Murphy's Law dance fleetingly through you head as you strain beyond physical capacity to after the course of events. Now your thoughts turn to ways to limit the strain to your leg muscles. To late, you are on the deck assessing the damage. Once you realize you are going to live, no major fractures or strains, you grab the ax, head back to the house marveling at how well the axe head stayed in place, you get a warm feeling from a job well done and the sensation of blood filling you crock.
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