In seeing your cane, I would like to show you my walking stick. It's a little taller than what I would consider a cane. Almost up to rib high. The perfect height for traveling around here.
I found it in a small community named sulphur springs (for obvious reason). It had probably broken off in the process of the old pine tree falling.
The handle works great and your thumb has a nice comfortable shelf like it was made for it.
I carried it in the back of my work truck for years and used it to beat down weeds and briars around electric poles flushing out snakes and obviously for those long hikes through the woods to find where the main line was down at. That old stick and I have spent many hours together for sure.
I have had it for about 13 years now. Still use it sometimes, but the last couple of years, it's been hanging up over my den door because I just can't get out and use it like I once could. I couldn't just toss it. Too many memories with it and too good of a stick to just throw it away.
I get to do the decorating in my den, and even though my wife thinks I'm crazy for hanging a stick on the wall, it's earned its' place up there in my book.
Edit: Just wanted to add, have you ever heard of a talking stick?
The Cherokee would often use it during important meetings. In order for everyone to be able to speak and have their say (without being interrupted), the person holding the stick was the only person who was allowed to speak.
Once they said they wanted to, they would hand it off to whoever wanted to go next.
Anyway, here is the one that I made. It's a little different than ones that I have seen in sketches and drawings, but I like it just the same regardless. There are some other things that I have hung over the stick that doesn't go with it, but it made a nice place to hang my "pouch" and medicine wheel and necklace and a few other odds and ends.