What perfectly good gear have you disposed of because your heirs might be a victim of something bad if they tried to use it?

Mine is a good canvas sail with a good mast to use on any canoe. Easy to put up at landing or camp and easy to take down, but I do not think any have the know how to use properly or safely. They were not interested in really learning when we used it. I miss it, but the older I get, maybe the better off I am without it.

i got rid of perfectly good mountain climbing rope and hardware and a sort of perfectly good whitewater kayak. if my kids want to do that stuff they'll have to buy their own gear. my daughter has found her own way of doing dangerous outdoors stuff and my son works in the mines, he gets play with explosives.

Muzzleloader. Got to thinking as I got older I may screw up myself possibly too?

That would be my 1950 vintage Coleman Aluminum 2 burner stove. More than one time it has filled up the burn tube with raw gas and you go to light it and it is like an F16 with afterburner on. I don't use it anymore and I have no idea why it's taking up space in my garage. I need to toss this thing. One trip about 15 years ago my brother tried to light it, I had to toss the thing in the lake to put out the fire. It looked like a comet as it was flying to the lake.

SV- Recycle the old flame box!

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Maybe just use that old stove as a fire starter. Seems to have a lot of potential.

Tomster

quote bwcadan: "What perfectly good gear have you disposed of because your heirs might be a victim of something bad if they tried to use it?

Mine is a good canvas sail with a good mast to use on any canoe. Easy to put up at landing or camp and easy to take down, but I do not think any have the know how to use properly or safely. They were not interested in really learning when we used it. I miss it, but the older I get, maybe the better off I am without it."

maybe put that up for dale and someone that knows and appreciates how to use it will buy it


you got me thinking though, there a few people I wouldn't mind leaving stuff to that would kill them. A woman I lived with, when we broke up, she wanted one of my two motorcycles, I suppose she wanted to sell it, but I gave it to her hoping she'd drive it and fate would take its course.