So I have a torn rotator cuff, which in large part is fueling my current interest in rimfire guns (as opposed to springers). Of late it has been getting worse despite therapy, which just, well, sucks.
You may recall my earlier post asking about backpacking rifles. A friend told me that he has a friend with a bunch of rimmies, including a Marlin Papoose, and arranged for me to meet him at his not-quite-a-mansion house to check out the Papoose. So I went. Talk about a potentially wallet damaging mistake..
First thing he did was grab his Papoose. I liked it, and I think it's my current front runner for a backpacking gun. The next thing he did was to ask if I'd considered getting a .17 HMR or .22 WMR instead. I told him I'm sticking with .22lr for a backpacking gun, but I had to admit I like the idea of a .17HMR as a light duty varminter.
So he told me to follow him into his "sports room." I was admiring his whitewater kayak while he was opening one of two gun cabinets, when all of a sudden he stood up and gave me a rifle. I found myself holding a CZ thumbhole varmint rifle in .17 HMR. I loved it. Then he gestured for me to inspect the contents of the cabinet.
Good Lord! I found myself looking at 7 additional CZ rimfire guns, a Marlin Model 39A Golden Mountie, and a Remington Model 700 Mountain LSS (don't remember the caliber). I spent the next hour and a half holding those guns while he told me about each one, and pretty soon I found myself rationalizing about raising my price ceiling.
After we were finished with the rimmies I asked if I even wanted to know what was in the other gun cabinet. He grinned, unlocked it, and I found myself looking at the most varied set of guns I've seen in one cabinet or safe: a Ruger .22lr pistol, a Remington 870 shotgun, some sort of super expensive gold inlayed Italian shotgun he received as a gift (but never uses because he favors the humble 870), a Mosin Nagant M44 (with bayonet), a Weatherby Mk. V in .270 Weatherby Magnum (there's a gun I'd love to have!!!), and finally, of all things, a Sheridan blue streak!
I think I've been fantasizing non-stop about owning just, well, anything from that collection (and much more so the whole bunch) nonstop since that visit yesterday.
It must be nice to be rich...