I have pretty much got rid of everything now. I picked up what I wanted, and informed my fathe rthat he can shove the rest of his ass or sell them-his choice. I'm out of the gun nut phase of my life.
Here is what I still own:
My Remington 700P becaue it's what I trained on. Mine's the model with the 26 inch barrel which makes it godawful heavy but it's not like I'm not used to the weight by now. (Had it 25 years now) I'd rather do my job from at least 500m away. If I need a brush gun I'm in the wrong place and need my Winchester.
(this is not the 700P)
If you are looking for a scope, and can break out a biot of money, this is what you want. This was the last "toy" I bought myself, and it's the best scope I have ever had the pleasure of using. If I can see it with my naked eye, I can se eit wit this scope. It's got a lighted reticule which is nice (firefly) and dood, it works in low light really well. I won't claim taht it can cure leprosy, but...it might. I haven't hunted wit hit yet, but I'ce squinted out a lot of sites, and this one is the best I can remember using.
http://www.bushnell.com/general/riflesc ... -2146m.cfm
My winchester 1912 because I need soemthing to pop rabbits with.And maybe a couple of ducks thius winter if I can afford the price of the damned stamps> Otherwise it'll be my dove and quail gun. In extremis I can put buckshot init and it makes a fine brush gun. Or a fine man killer if I don't mind getting close (I do)
And my pistol: I'm not a handgun kind of guy, but there are times when I need something to tuck into my belt. With that in mind I kept my Smith and Wesson's Model 36 with a hammer shroud. Otherwise known as the chief special. Anything bigger is a waste. Automatics jam, are heavier, not concealable, and in general if I've put myself in a position where I need one, I'm better armed with my shotgun. And shouldn't be there on the first place. I'm not a cop so I don'tneed to be THAT upjumped. If I was a co I'd carry a Sig .40. Anything bigger is just stoopid heavy, anything lighter won't go througha car door.
This one doesn't have the hammer shroud but they all look alike anywayunless you dood it up
THey're all at the smith being worked over after a very long hiatus in a gun cabinet. I'm sur ethey were fine, as well packed as I left them. But after almost 20 years I'm not going to let one of them kill me first time I pull.
I do admit a certain pain in leaving my P38 and my Berretta .25 with a lemon squeeze grip to the wolves. But they're both useless as tits on a walrus, and the Berretta is prone to exploding in your face. The P38 has no real provinance. It was mypappaw's, he got them both somewhere in ETO, having gone all the way from Oran to the Hurtgen Forrest where he was finally wounded for the fourth time too badly to continue. He was a tough old geezer, made mean by all those years of fighting. A large part of why I served was because of his stories when I was little. They were true giants.
I'm sure Dad won't get rid of pappaws guns, but I can't take them, and I'm not going to pass them to sons I will never have. Wouldn't anyway--it's time to break this family chain.
I'm sorry I don't feel about guns like you guys do anymore. I remember how exciting it was for me when Pappaw took me to get my 1912 for my 10th birthday. I stilll dream about walking around a gun shop, and being able to buy all teh toys I want, and loading them into my tricked out land rover, so I can go duck hunting for xmas. Ahhhh southern chirstmas!
I always chuckle a little when I see ya'll gabbing about em. Makes me sort of sad tah I don't feel the urge anymore. To me they're just a tool now. Made for use, and the excitement of collecting them died somewhere about '93 I think.