After the theory of preparation and the trip to the taxidermist it was time for the test. I would have loved to have done this for the classmates on the Impala, but that story has been told. You were to bring your own knife on this course and I most certainly did so. I always have my Leatherman along on my belt but for caping it always falls to my Havalon. I got these knives before there was ever a dealer in Canada. These are not meant for tough twisting or hacking work. Think surgical blade doing Gall bladder surgery and you get it. These tools take any kind of surgical blade as they are all disposable and RAZOR SHARP. If you screw up and cut yourself, you won't know until you see the blood. You just can't feel a cut from a blade this sharp. I use the large variety blades that are meant for autopsies. I can break down and entire elk with one blade as long as you do not twist the blade sideways. If you do, it will break off. This was going to be a caping test and we were to be graded on this. The most readily available specimens in quantity are sheep heads. (This is a stock photo. I had zero time and no desire to get grunge on my camera) Each student gets one and they can have all the time in the world to get the job done. I had never split a nose, lips or cheeks or done ears before, and although not required, this was my quest to even the playing field with my classmates. (This was something I always left to the taxidermist at home) Most of the class had never caped anything before. I was done, in short order with my cape tagged and in the brine. I went on to help everyone I could. I touched one classmates head and I heard the shout from David. I was not allowed to "do" anything on the capes. Ensuring I had no knife in my hand I tried to show them how to peal and slice and go around all the obvious traps. Glands, eye lids, ear bases, lips, ear tips, cheeks, nose. I had great fun helping out. Any cuts or holes that made the cape un-useable were failed. Quite a few failed. I had managed to cut the very tiniest of holes in my trophies face. I told David there was an error and he searched for it and could not find it. After not finding it, I showed him and he shrugged and said it was nothing.