Every change of season I rub down all my carbon knives with camilia oil. As the weather turns colder in the Apt and the AC gets turned into the Heater being on, I get out the oil and rub everything. Just to prevent issues and inspect knives that may not have seen use since last oiling.
This event always gets the blood pumping as I remember why I bought these knives and experiences I've had with them. Which reminds me of an experience I just had with a Dexter bone cleaver... more on that later... Oiling the Konusuki usuba and looking at the fantastic KU pattern that draws me into the need for another one of their blades. The Hiromoto AS Wa-suji with Stefan handle in presentation grade ironwood burrle, the crown of my collection. Next was the Hiromoto AS Wa gyuto that has been calling for another handle and having another one made just like the wa-suji handle has been pressing on my mind rather strongly lol... (help me)...
Some of us have very strong connections to our knives, or just a few that go beyond just a tool. Those knives that fit you so well that you have no inclination to ever get rid of them. Most of my knives fit this catigory, and I dread the day my daughter moves out as I told her she could take her favorite knives with her... except MY favorites :P but I don't think she is that interested in my knives, she's quite pleased with the one Butch made her.
Thanks for listening, I just had to write (type) something about todays wipe down. The bug has hit me hard as usual durring these events