For many years I carried an Uncle Henry knife. It wore down my pocket and in jeans resulted in white spots on the blue.
I watched a program on the desert dwellers of South Africa that tucked a small flint chip such as depicted here under the strap or thong around their waist. It was the size of a quarter. They could effectively gut an antelope or such to be carried back to camp.
I found a very small Gerber lockback on the bottom of a crystal spring in Florida and discovered it did what the big knife did but didn’t make holes in my pants. Small is actually good
Quite agree.