Marta hammers each Camp Hatchet head out at the forge, then files, heat-treats, and sharpens the bit by hand until it bites clean. She hangs it on straight- grain hickory and wedges it tight so the head never works loose, no matter how many cold mornings it splits kindling for the wall-tent stove. The poll is flat and true for driving stakes; the bit holds an edge through hard use.
Our wranglers carry these on the backcountry pack trips, and they come back every fall a little more worn and a little more loved. It's the kind of tool that disappears into the work — light enough to forget you're carrying it, there the second you need it. Oil the head, keep the bit dry, and it'll outlast the truck you haul it in.