WW1 Trench Club "Some Stick" Night Raid Edition
Modeled after an original WW1 British Trench Club complete with Made in England hobnails. Handcrafted. Brutal. Beautiful.
These are not the easiest things to make.
Made for the serious WW1 period piece enthusiast.
A classic stick with "Old World Charm"
Each one is made in the USA turned on a wood lathe. Lead poured by yours truly.
Each one is a little different with imperfections of a hand made piece. just like the old days.
Specifications:
Early in the Great War, night raids became a necessity. Men crossed No Man’s Land quietly,
in small groups, moving through wire, mud, and narrow dugouts where rifles were long,
bayonets were awkward, and gunfire gave away position.
Silence mattered more than range. So soldiers adapted.
Clubs, maces, knives, and weighted sticks tools that would have been familiar centuries earlier returned to use.
Trench clubs were improvised from whatever was available: wood, lead, steel, hobnails. They were simple, brutal, and effective at arm’s length.
This wasn’t nostalgia. It was practicality. In the dark, in tight spaces, the old ways worked.
Medieval melee came back because they were right for the job.
The trenches didn’t care what century it was.
Modeled after an original WW1 British Trench Club complete with Made in England hobnails. Handcrafted. Brutal. Beautiful.
These are not the easiest things to make.
Made for the serious WW1 period piece enthusiast.
A classic stick with "Old World Charm"
Each one is made in the USA turned on a wood lathe. Lead poured by yours truly.
Each one is a little different with imperfections of a hand made piece. just like the old days.
Specifications:
- Model: WW1 Trench Club "Some Stick"
- Overall Length: 17.625"
- Thickness: 1.80"
- Material: Ash Wood
- Finish: Night Raid Edition
- Weight: 16.50 Ounces (individual weight vary slightly)
- Country of Origin: USA
This item is solely for display, collectible, historical, commemorative, or prop purposes.
Trench Club History:
Early in the Great War, night raids became a necessity. Men crossed No Man’s Land quietly,
in small groups, moving through wire, mud, and narrow dugouts where rifles were long,
bayonets were awkward, and gunfire gave away position.
Silence mattered more than range. So soldiers adapted.
Clubs, maces, knives, and weighted sticks tools that would have been familiar centuries earlier returned to use.
Trench clubs were improvised from whatever was available: wood, lead, steel, hobnails. They were simple, brutal, and effective at arm’s length.
This wasn’t nostalgia. It was practicality. In the dark, in tight spaces, the old ways worked.
Medieval melee came back because they were right for the job.
The trenches didn’t care what century it was.
