George Hill
Staff Alumnus
Was at the gun show with Correia walking around looking at stuff and picking up some shotgun ammo for the event in Vegas this week.
We bumped into this cat there at a table by the name of Boston. Nice fellow who has written a few books on the subject of guns. Is now working on his first actual novel. Anyways, Boston has a table with some interesting guns on it.
One of the guns - the smallest by far on the table is a tight little Enfield No. 4 Mk II .303 with a severe chop on it. Now, I love the light and handy rifles... It's a weakness. Especially when they are chambered for real cartridges.
I pick up the little rifle and it feels "Just Right". The wood is nice, but nothing special... Functional over Form. The stock is trimmed down at both ends leaving just enough wood to do the job yet keep the rifle as light as realistic or feasible. Minimal and Functional. The butt-stock is capped with a nice comfy sissy-pad that is cut to shape to match the abbreviated wood. It's light and handy - but made for shooting. The action is very smooth for an old warhorse. The barrel has been turned to contour it with it's new and quicker length and resighted with a nice rugged ramped front sight.
The gun is PERFECT for a recon patrol in mountain terrain, or for jumping in and out of a Jeep checking fence lines or what have you. Would be a great saddle rifle. A great Working rifle.
I was in love with the thing. I was wanting it badly. Firearms Lust was put to the front burner on full flame. But I couldn't buy it. I've got a trip to Vegas this week. I need my money for traveling.
Then Larry throws out how cheap the trip will be. Gas and lodging split 3 ways... "Hmmm," I thought "I could do it... but I probably shouldn't."
Then Boston throws out "Kevin McClung, er... Mad Dog made that."
Dang it. There goes the Vegas lap dances. "You take Visa?" I wont mention the price I got it for, but let's just say that it wasn't something to pass on.
I'll be eating Oscar Meyers for a week - but that's okay. This rifle is worth the sacrifice. My gut may not be my friend for a week - but hey - hunting season is on the horizon and this little gun would be sweet for stalking in the Uinta mountains with! I'll get some venison with it and we'll be even.
We bumped into this cat there at a table by the name of Boston. Nice fellow who has written a few books on the subject of guns. Is now working on his first actual novel. Anyways, Boston has a table with some interesting guns on it.
One of the guns - the smallest by far on the table is a tight little Enfield No. 4 Mk II .303 with a severe chop on it. Now, I love the light and handy rifles... It's a weakness. Especially when they are chambered for real cartridges.
I pick up the little rifle and it feels "Just Right". The wood is nice, but nothing special... Functional over Form. The stock is trimmed down at both ends leaving just enough wood to do the job yet keep the rifle as light as realistic or feasible. Minimal and Functional. The butt-stock is capped with a nice comfy sissy-pad that is cut to shape to match the abbreviated wood. It's light and handy - but made for shooting. The action is very smooth for an old warhorse. The barrel has been turned to contour it with it's new and quicker length and resighted with a nice rugged ramped front sight.
The gun is PERFECT for a recon patrol in mountain terrain, or for jumping in and out of a Jeep checking fence lines or what have you. Would be a great saddle rifle. A great Working rifle.
I was in love with the thing. I was wanting it badly. Firearms Lust was put to the front burner on full flame. But I couldn't buy it. I've got a trip to Vegas this week. I need my money for traveling.
Then Larry throws out how cheap the trip will be. Gas and lodging split 3 ways... "Hmmm," I thought "I could do it... but I probably shouldn't."
Then Boston throws out "Kevin McClung, er... Mad Dog made that."
Dang it. There goes the Vegas lap dances. "You take Visa?" I wont mention the price I got it for, but let's just say that it wasn't something to pass on.
I'll be eating Oscar Meyers for a week - but that's okay. This rifle is worth the sacrifice. My gut may not be my friend for a week - but hey - hunting season is on the horizon and this little gun would be sweet for stalking in the Uinta mountains with! I'll get some venison with it and we'll be even.
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