Several years ago I entered a contest on a preparedness website that no longer exists whereby I showed my personal SHTF knife and then described it. Back then the knife was the Buck Hoodlum(I have two) which was designed by Ron Hood. I still have both my knives and love them. Fast forward to 2023, the Buck Hoodlum is still a fantastic knife, and although both of mine show some serious signs of use(and maybe a bit of abuse), it remains a fantastic tool. Although discontinued I wish it was still available today.
Here’s my entry:
Buck Hoodlum Survival Knife
- Blade Length: 10″ (25.4 cm)
- BladeMaterial: 5160 Carbon Steel
- Carry System: Black, heavy-duty nylon, M.O.L.L.E. compatible sheath
- Handle Material: Micarta
- Weight: 14.6 oz
As I slowly walked along the edge of the woodline looking out into the field – I saw them. They were 30 yards away and staggering in a generally parallel direction with the edge of pines that concealed me. I had to decide – do I allow them to exist? Do I allow them to continue to feed on the unarmed and ill-prepared? Do I allow them to kill the innocent? The answer was simple…..No!
I grabbed a fist-sized rock and threw it over their heads to distract them. They bit – and turned in the direction of the impact. In an instant, I darted out of the woods straight towards the closest of the undead. Within seconds the first was 10 yards away and I had my Buck Hoodlum knife exiting its sheath in my right hand. The target was just beginning to turn in response to my running as I twisted my upper body to the right so my left shoulder was pointing at the walking pile of rotting flesh and then with one quick motion like a coiled spring I twisted to the left. The Buck Hoodlum sliced through the air in my extended right hand. The Hoodlum penetrated the skull of the undead easily and removed the top half. My first target was down – and was not going to be coming back.
Target two reached out with a moan. I wonder if there was any emotion in this thing as it saw its partner crumble to the ground. Regardless – it had to be done. The Hoodlum was still at the end of its initial strike and was on my left side. I turned my wrist so the blade would face the undead and I swung back – removing the arm which had just touched me.
“It touched me……ewwwwwww!!” I thought to myself.
The undead stepped back as his arm hit the ground. Black liquid drained from the wound. One final strike was all that was needed as an overhead swing impacted the skull atop the forehead and split it in half. The undead dropped and laid to rest next to his “friend”.
Wiping the bloody blade off on the clothes of the fallen – I said out loud – “Thank you Ron Hood.”
I love my knife.
Rourke
I can tell, I’ll stand by my Robert Pariish.
Fine looking knife. There has to something similar out there to get.
There are many really great knives out there. It comes down to what works for you and what you like and are comfortable with. Personally give me a Kukri and I’ll unleash several hundred years of proven ability in cutlery on the problem. They are in fact good for about everything.