![]() ![]() Or perhaps it was those vintage ammo-tin ads up at the old gun shops–the ones with the quintessential upland hunting scene! Y’know? The ones with the plaid-clad gentleman, steady behind his pointing-dog, pheasant bursting from the tall grass. Old cowboy flicks where hammered coach-guns were backing up the hero in the final duel? Action movies from the 80s and 90s where the greased-up muscle dude had a sawed-off double? Maybe that pile of old hunting magazines my dad had in the garage with articles about old doubles. I don’t know where the fascination started, really. Not one of those over/unders, but a classical side-by-side. I dreamed of owning a vintage double-barreled shotgun since I was kid. I clutched the cold-vintage steel and wood in my clammy hands. The Damascus twist-barrels glistened grey and brown in the late morning autumn sun. New England Grouse Shooting, by William Harnden FosterĮxploring the vintage shotgun market of the American classic pump shotgun.The Upland Shooting Life, by George Bird Evans.
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