Welcome to my Cold Steel Wild West Bowie review. If you’re one of those dudes and the dudette or two who reads my articles, you might know I have moved across the country.
What some of you may not know is that I am staying with my in-laws temporarily in a densely packed neighborhood, where I would have a brand new audience of neighbors who’ve never had the pleasure of living next to an asshole with a knife addiction.
90% of my knife-based and also my standard material possessions are in a few storage pods until we move out and into a place of our own. Hopefully, that should explain why I’m not doing many fixed blade reviews right now: that I got drunk and lost a hand because of the latest social media craze- the chop off your hand challenge. Everyone’s doing it!
Obviously, it is in the “Hollywood” Bowie style, and not a “bowie” as Mark and his ilk define it. But it is a brute of a knife for sure.