What are some stories about your dad? Any stories are welcome but really thinking about outdoors, hunting, fishing and shooting stories.
As far as I can tell my dad didn't own a handgun for most of my childhood. I know that he gave up a lot of money to come off of working on the road and got a job close to home after the kids were born. So when I was around 11 or 12 and dad said we were going out to buy a handgun I thought it was great but I knew nothing about it.
We found ourselves down at Franklin's in Athens and that man walked out of there with what even to this day is the most beautiful revolver ever made. A Smith and Wesson 44mag "Backpacker". I remember there being a range just down the road from Franklin's but dont remember the name of it. He took me in there with a couple of boxes of full power defensive loads and I cut my teeth on that man sized hunk of steel. After a few cylinder's full I couldnt keep it on paper anymore because I was shaking so bad but it was probably the most fun I've ever had with a gun (and I've had a lot of fun since then).
I can thank/blame my dad for my obsession with big bore handguns and rifles... but most importantly I thank him for being there, teaching me to shoot, and just being dad.
Happy Fathers Day Dad
VVV The gun that started it all, except his had the wood combat grips VVV
As far as I can tell my dad didn't own a handgun for most of my childhood. I know that he gave up a lot of money to come off of working on the road and got a job close to home after the kids were born. So when I was around 11 or 12 and dad said we were going out to buy a handgun I thought it was great but I knew nothing about it.
We found ourselves down at Franklin's in Athens and that man walked out of there with what even to this day is the most beautiful revolver ever made. A Smith and Wesson 44mag "Backpacker". I remember there being a range just down the road from Franklin's but dont remember the name of it. He took me in there with a couple of boxes of full power defensive loads and I cut my teeth on that man sized hunk of steel. After a few cylinder's full I couldnt keep it on paper anymore because I was shaking so bad but it was probably the most fun I've ever had with a gun (and I've had a lot of fun since then).
I can thank/blame my dad for my obsession with big bore handguns and rifles... but most importantly I thank him for being there, teaching me to shoot, and just being dad.
Happy Fathers Day Dad
VVV The gun that started it all, except his had the wood combat grips VVV