I may never wash that hand again
I have long been a fan of Harry Pope, from the moments I read the stories by Lucian Carey in the old Gun Digests of my youth.
 never in my wildest dreams did I expect to hold one of his rifles in my hands.
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THe rifle on top is the one I liked the most. Here’s the hangtag for it:
I would have bet cash that I would never have a chance at touching one of these. And there it was, in my hands, a rifle with the meticulously made barrel of Harry Pope, when he was making barrels for Stevens, a bespoke gun which would have cost a months wages for a well paid man when new. I would need a lotto win to afford it, but for a moment I looked down in my hands and saw that “H.M.POPE” stamped on the barrel. Yeah, yeah, fanbois squee.
Can you get a microstamped firing pin for it? No? Into the scrap pile!
F-ing Democrats. That’s what they want to do to us….
Cold dead, bubba. Cold dead.
Outstanding, it’s not often we can actually see/hold a piece of history like that. Sorry you can’t take it home!
If I win the lotto I want H. Bell’s 7mm elephant gun.
I would sleep with it.
Couple of years back at the big Tulsa show ran across a table with several Evans and H&H double-rifles. One of the H&H in .470NE. AND THEY LET ME HANDLE IT!
If there’d been one less zero in the price I’d have been asking if they’d take plastic.