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True Tales of Tools

August 2008 Tool Tales

Below are some funny, touching, practical and unique stories from Leatherman users all over the world. Take a look and find a new use for your tool.

My dad bought me a Leatherman Wave for Christmas when I was fourteen years old. A few months later my friends I got together for some paintball behind my house. We all lived in the ... Read the Rest of This Story »

I was out on my quad in the bush and a big thunderstorm was coming. As I headed back to the house, I went through some thick grass and over a log, but as ... Read the Rest of This Story »

I work in a restaurant and I use my Surge all the time to fix things. It seems like I have worked on every piece of equipment in that place.

The other day ... Read the Rest of This Story »

Twenty five years ago I purchased my 1st Leatherman. It was also the year I got married. My new wife and I were out in my best friend’s truck, with his girlfriend, looking over some ... Read the Rest of This Story »

I have been carrying a Leatherman since about 1991. I never thought about how much use I would get out of it when I purchased my first. I have tightened screws here, cut rope there, ... Read the Rest of This Story »

I'm gradually converting my father-in-law, who's also my erstwhile boss, to believe in the usefulness of a Leatherman and having one around all the time. I work with him in property maintenance and although he's ... Read the Rest of This Story »

While snowmobiling in eastern Washington, several miles from the truck and the nearest logging road, the tie rod on the sled broke, leaving one ski to flop around where ever it wanted to including sideways ... Read the Rest of This Story »

It was a nice summer night, the last day of July. My friend Bryan and I decided to go ride our dirt bikes by my house on some logging roads. We load the bikes, and ... Read the Rest of This Story »

I can't remember if I've sent you this story - think I always meant to, but never got around to it. I was in Hungary, in a town just over the river from Esztergom. ... Read the Rest of This Story »

A friend and I were heading to Camp Sacramento below Lake Tahoe. We stopped off the side of the road, out in the middle of nowhere, and when I tried to start my 71 VW ... Read the Rest of This Story »

Back in the days before you needed to ask "which Leatherman?" I bought a PST from the General Store in Goldendale. Summers, I worked on a neighbor's cattle ranch, which gave me plenty of opportunity ... Read the Rest of This Story »

Tale of the Month

In the late 1980's I purchased my first Leatherman PST. It found a home on my belt from the beginning and could be found there 7 days a week. To this day, I feel incompletely ... Read the Rest of This Story

Tell Us Your Tale

OK, you voyeur, you. Enough of reading other people's stories. It's time you told your own tale of gripping heroism or even just neat DIY'ism. We know there's a Shakespeare in you somewhere. Don't make us use the Steens to find it.