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Friday, January 11, 2008

Boomstick of My Own

A few months before I started going to school at Clemson my Grandfather passed away. My Grandmother lived in the house for 10 or so more years, before her failing eyesight forced her to move. There is a bunch of stuff one can collect in a house over 50+ years. Piles and lists were made of what to keep, sell, give away, or throw away. One item was in the back of my Grandparent's closet. It had probably sat unused for around 30 years. My dad nor his brothers seemed all that interested in it, and so that's how I acquired my Grandfather's shotgun. I'll ramble a bit about it, with illustrations, after the link.


It's a Stevens 12 gauge, 2-3/4 " shell, double barrel model 5100. I've looked around, but this one seems to have been made before that started stamping a date code on them. That puts it at least before '49, which I would have guessed already. It's not a long gun. My Dad said Granddad used it to hunt rabbits I think. Anyway at the time I was renting a house with some friends. I kept the gun in the closet, and didn't bother with having it checked out or keeping any ammunition. I mean I was sharing a house I didn't own with other people. I didn't need liability.


Well After I bought my mortgage I started thinking about the gun more. In my yard I've seen opossums, squirrels, a wild dog of some kind, deer, and the previous owners had a black bear come by. You can understand why I was thinking about the gun. I'm only really worried about the four legged intruders. I decided to have the thing checked out. I wanted to have it cleaned in case 30 years of dust may have gotten in it. It looked in really good shape to me, but I'm not that familiar with guns. Besides, knowing Granddad, he kept it immaculate. I took it to Grady's in Anderson. I've been there before and a friend said they set him up with his handgun about getting ammo and cleaning supplies.


I got a case for the gun and brought it back the next day. The older gentleman behind the counter took a look at the gun and said that it was in excellent shape and didn't really have any dirt on it. He recommended spraying it down with some cleaner and letting it drain down the barrels, but other than that it was ready to go. I picked up a couple boxes of ammo, 00 Buck and a box of turkey load #4 for varments. Apparently Grady's had a big Christmas and were out of all kinds of ammo. So I went home an ordered 30 rounds of 3 different types of light load shells to see which ones I liked. I've got some friends coming up for MLK day, and we might make a journey to a gun range another friend uses. It would be my first time using powder. I'm probably going to have to write that one up too.

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4 Comments:

  • Oh dear! An Elm Streeter with a gun, I'm scared! Fire and BBs were just a warm up, huh?

    By Blogger Ayzair, at 1/11/2008 1:48 PM  

  • Shortly I won't be the only one. Mwahahaha.

    By Blogger Lucky Bob, at 1/11/2008 3:20 PM  

  • Just tell me it's not Tyler. The man cut up his own leg repeatedly, he doesn't need a gun!

    By Blogger Ayzair, at 1/12/2008 9:27 PM  

  • Wheeeeee! But of course it is me! I haven't cut myself in weeks, so I can't see how this is a bad idea at all. :)

    Nah, I have had lots of fun with Skeet shooting in the mountains, and I'm also looking at home protection. With a pump shotgun, hopefully there won't be the need to ever fire a shot. Just the sound lets everyone know you're holed up in the bedroom and ready until the police arrive.

    Ah, the joys of living in the 'hood.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1/14/2008 2:09 PM  

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