i finally found my leatherman again. i seem to lose it all the time, but this time it was lost in the bowels of my backpack. again. traian had been fascinated recently at work by it as i sometimes just idly open and close various portions of it, so he just had to get one himself. he got a supertool tho (i have a wave), perhaps because it was more manly.
he told us this funny story about flying one time. they had just lost the radio, and the other person in the plane tried to “fix” it with his multitool. reason eventually prevailed, and they decided not to mess with the cockpit controls and landed at an airport that did not require radio contact. apparently, they just had to call the home airport to get clearance, and landed there without incident. they could hear the control tower; they just could not talk to them. they used their landing lights to acknowledge the towers instructions.
there was a guy in colorado recently who was had a arm trapped by a boulder while he was climbing. after a few days, he sawed it off right below the shoulder, rapelled back down to the canyon floor, and hiked back most of the way before running into a couple of dutch (i think) tourists. crazy. he said that he justed used a cheap multitool, nothing fancy like a leatherman.
heh, well, maybe if i am in a similar situation, my leatherman will be able to cut my arm off faster to justify its fanciness.
the authorities later freed his arm and gave it back to him! crazy.