When I was in my teens my father bought a rifle. There was someone who worked for him that also was a gunsmith. My father paid him to make a rifle. I know the stock was carved and some of the parts were machined, I do not remember much else. The rifle he had made is a .243 and my father bought a scope for it. Before the gunsmith handed it over to my father he put approximately two hundred rounds through it sighting the sights and the scope.
Once it was in my father's hands he put it in a zippered padded case and rarely touched it. Years later dad and I were out hunting and he brought the gun with him. We were stopped somewhere and I mentioned that he should try it out. He took it out of the case fired one shot out of it and put it away. As far as I know he never shot it more than that one time which is more than I managed. I think he did it to screw with me.
My father died in 1997. Come to think of it, the gunsmith passed on some years back. My father had seven rifles when he died. Many years ago he had two hundred, that caused a serious disagreement with my mother, and the number was severely cut back. This happened when I was about three or four. He never had more than seven after that as long as I can remember. After he died I gave six of them to his brother and I kept his .243. My wife was not happy with having a gun in the house so I sold it to a cousin's husband who told me I could get it back sometime.
Fast forward about twenty years and I find myself divorced. Since there is no one around to give me grief about having a gun on the premises anymore I made a call to the guy and asked if he would be willing to sell it back to me. Last night I completed the transaction and I have it locked in a gun safe.
I have no one to leave it to, I just wanted it back and now I have it. I have two items of my father's, a ring with a wide band with gold nuggets circling it, and his rifle. I just feel better having it back in my possession. I might fire a few rounds out of it.
Seems like it is where it should be now.ReplyDelete
Ditto what Jenn said.ReplyDelete
Go to the range and enjoy it!ReplyDelete
Well, you weren't able to get the truck gun rack you wanted, but at least now you have that handcrafted gun!ReplyDelete
Glad your Dads gun is where it belongs. Don't make it live in the case. Use it.ReplyDelete
Everything we touch becomes a self portrait.ReplyDelete
I am glad that you have your dad's rifle.
A .243 might be a little bit light for moose, bull elk and bison but it is the cat's meow for everything else.
It's good you got it back.ReplyDelete
I hope you get to shoot it, sounds like an awesome rifle. The Cowman had one, and it was great shooting.ReplyDelete
Please don't let it be nothing more than a safe queen.
Shoot the s--t out of that rifle! Dad always wanted to, but didn't. That's why we have son's. Enjoy.ReplyDelete
Good work, BW!! What are the chances of some pics? For years my hunting rifle was a 25-06...very similar to the 243 in ballistics. They are wonderful guns.ReplyDelete