If I could give it 3.5 stars, I would.
As a cookbook, it was ok. Nothing really new to me except for some advice about cooking over fire. (I think I have only two recipes flagged to try, so... yeah.) As I live in someplace trying to be hotter than hell, with the HOA's new stupid rules about grilling, I'm not likely to be needing that information any time soon. Still, when the apocalypse comes, that information will be filed away in the back of my head somewhere. So there's that.
As a non-fiction personal interest and photography book, I was surprised to find that I enjoyed it. I found myself skimming over the recipes and slowing down to savor the cowboy stories and really looking at the pictures that were chosen for this book. Am I particularly interested in "cowboy life"? No. But, ages ago, my grandfather taught me to learn about things before I dismissed them as "don't like, don't care" and a lot of that learning came (still comes) through reading. Who knew I'd enjoy an old trail cook's stories? I'm not sure if they were something I didn't know I needed/was missing in my life or if Kent Rollins is just a good storyteller. Or if it's a combination of those things and others. Like shifting gears in this currently wildly hectic and stressful world.
Speaking of the pictures, I was really intrigued/captivated by the images of the snake coiled under a pot, followed by the snake moving up the side of the pot. I studied that image for far longer than any sane person should trying to figure out "is that snake... biting... the pot?". I'm not sure why that picture, of all those included, captured my attention so much, but it's one I'd want reprinted and hung on my family room wall. (Yes, I'm weird.)
tl;dr - As a cookbook, I give it 2.5 stars at best, mainly for fire cooking advice. For me, the stories and pictures push this up to 3.5, but as I can't give half stars, we'll go with 4 stars. Mostly because of that pot and snake picture.