I’ve been stomping through life in Red Wing 1178s since I was fifteen—a scrappy kid in boots built like tanks. Over the years, those bastards have seen a half-dozen resoles and more abuse than any piece of leather deserves. They’ve been bulletproof companions, the kind you’d trust in a knife fight or a blackout bender.

But recently, I slipped into a pair of Red Wing Iron Rangers, and damn if they didn’t impress me. Just as comfortable as the 1178s, and they look tough enough to take a hammering. It’s good to have options, and these are worth every penny. Highly recommended, 100%.

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