It took six cows to make that scabbard!
In my misspent youth, I shopped and shopped for a Cold Steel Trailmaster I had seen in Jackson, WY. Eventually, on another vacation, I went into that same knife shop, the price was the same and I bought it.
It is a very nice knife but heavy and long for carry on the belt.
On another vacation, we were sitting around the campfire in the Cascade mountains and I was pulling the grandkids' chains about bears and cougars and such. I went into the camper and put on that knife. Went back out and sat down by the fire where I had been and pulled it out to test the edge with my thumb.
The oldest went stomping into the weeds and came back with a largish stick.
Before the night was out, everyone was dragging a spear around the camp!
True story...my wife and I laugh about it all these years later.
I pity the idiot varmint that would have been stupid enough to wander through our camp.
They would have wound up full of holes and on a spit.