Opa's Gun... Or not.

With hunting season 10 months away, and the weather not cooperating for me to get out and put some rounds through any of my guns at clay or paper, I was having trouble this morning thinking about about what I should do about the first post for the hunt section. Should I use a post I have already written about the past hunting season? Should I write about why I actually hunt and why I think being a vegan and saying you care about the environment and animals is hypocritcal bullshit? But then it came to me as I had my 3rd shot of espresso and piece of my birthday chocolate... I would take the beginning of this hunting off season to reflect on the each of the major aspects of hunting and really examine why I do it.

So the first look is about my guns. You can't hunt without weapons and I'm not a proficient enough hunter to use bows, so the guns it is. I never had anyone from an older generation to teach me everything about shooting and hunting. My indian grandfather was never into that sort of thing, he liked to play in the yard at home with us and bake, and my dutch grandfather lived in Holland during WW2 and never wanted to be around another firearm again, understandable. But having a gun with story is so much more awesome than one simply bought.

It is not just an instrument for putting food on the table. It is a work of art, engraved by a skillful hand, given character by use and the wild in which it is used. I only have one that is going to be worth handing down at this point, and at my thirtieth birthday on the weekend it's items like these that make me not loathe getting older. 

I did some research before buying my rifle that I will end up using for most hunting outings and what, I got even though it was brand new, was a rifle with history. It was the best I was going to do in my situation, since I couldn't have a hand me down with my own family history I had to create my own. The rifle I bought has the historic Mauser bolt action. As manufacturing in every consumer category takes a dive in overall quality, I opted for the most expensive action to make with a track record of amazing performance. My CZ 550 American is a joy to work with the controlled feed and ejection claw functioning very well to this point. It was designed for the Great War and as such made to function in the worst conditions and in positions that modern day hunters are likely never going to find themselves in, but that is legit cool.

As I get deeper down this path of hunting, I know that this rifle will grow with me, get marked along the way, and one day with be the subject of young man's affections. Now to get me a shotgun to match.

The stats:

Beautiful tawny in colour , the nose gives delicate hints of graphite, flint cedar and sunflower oil, on the palate is nothing yet, but maybe this year...

CZ 550 American, Mauser bolt action, .308 Win, 8.1lbs, Walnut stock, blued steel barrel, 100 rounds through it so far, 1 whitetail buck hit.