Standing Wolf
Member in memoriam
Over two months ago, I took my eight-inch Colt Python to a local gun shop whose owner assured me his gunsmith was a Colt revolver expert.
I've been sending my Pythons to Cylinder & Slide, but a.) the good folks there won't adjust a single action trigger pull below three pounds; b.) I'd rather do business locally, and c.) shipping firearms is expensive, and of course, there's always the risk they'll be stolen.
I wrote specific instructions on the work order: I wanted a two-pound single action pull, a smoother double action pull, the crane retaining pin cap removed and replaced—I supplied the part—the barrel crowned, and a Patridge sight .100" wide built to replace the factory original ramped sight .125" wide. A two-pound single action trigger is decidedly light, but light triggers are what my arthritic hand prefers, and anyway, this isn't a personal or home defense firearm by any stretch of the imagination.
I called after five or six weeks to find out how the job was coming along. It was coming along, the guy said, and oh, by the way, was a "partridge" sight one of those round-topped ones?
Hindsight being 20-20, I should have pulled the plug on the job that very minute.
I explained a Patridge sight has a vertical rear face favored by bullseye shooters and justifiably loathed by people who holster pistols. He said he'd have his gunsmith get right on it, and not to worry about a thing. He called back a day or two later to say his gunsmith wanted just to chop off the factory sight's ramp to spare me the expense of having him create a new sight. It didn't sound like a very good idea, but I figured if it gave me a good picture, a short front sight ought to work as well as a long front sight.
He called this afternoon to say the work was done.
I could tell the single action pull was nowhere near two pounds, and the double action pull was still heavy and uneven. Some Pythons are perfect out of the box, and some aren't. This one wasn't. The chopped front sight looks ridiculous from the side, but it's the right width, and would actually get the job done—except the self-styled "gunsmith" left stratches in the rib. The owner swore the single action trigger pull wasn't an ounce over two pounds. I told him it was at least three, perhaps as much as three and a half. He said he'd bet money on it, but he didn't have a scale. The barrel was "crowned," all right: it looks as though someone touched it with a counter-sink drill bit for about three seconds. "Well, there's all different ways of crowning a barrel, you know," the owner said.
I paid the $105 bill, took the poor long-suffering revolver home, and measured the single action pull: three pounds. The self-styled "gunsmith" hadn't even bothered to check it! I called the shop. The owner said I could bring back the gun, and his self-styled "gunsmith" would make it right.
It might snow in Phoenix on Independence Day, too! I'm thoroughly sick and tired of self-styled "gunsmiths" who aren't competent to do the work they say they can do, leave scratches on guns, slop through jobs, and don't even trouble themselves to use the tools of the trade.
I'd be ashamed to treat my customers that way.
I've been sending my Pythons to Cylinder & Slide, but a.) the good folks there won't adjust a single action trigger pull below three pounds; b.) I'd rather do business locally, and c.) shipping firearms is expensive, and of course, there's always the risk they'll be stolen.
I wrote specific instructions on the work order: I wanted a two-pound single action pull, a smoother double action pull, the crane retaining pin cap removed and replaced—I supplied the part—the barrel crowned, and a Patridge sight .100" wide built to replace the factory original ramped sight .125" wide. A two-pound single action trigger is decidedly light, but light triggers are what my arthritic hand prefers, and anyway, this isn't a personal or home defense firearm by any stretch of the imagination.
I called after five or six weeks to find out how the job was coming along. It was coming along, the guy said, and oh, by the way, was a "partridge" sight one of those round-topped ones?
Hindsight being 20-20, I should have pulled the plug on the job that very minute.
I explained a Patridge sight has a vertical rear face favored by bullseye shooters and justifiably loathed by people who holster pistols. He said he'd have his gunsmith get right on it, and not to worry about a thing. He called back a day or two later to say his gunsmith wanted just to chop off the factory sight's ramp to spare me the expense of having him create a new sight. It didn't sound like a very good idea, but I figured if it gave me a good picture, a short front sight ought to work as well as a long front sight.
He called this afternoon to say the work was done.
I could tell the single action pull was nowhere near two pounds, and the double action pull was still heavy and uneven. Some Pythons are perfect out of the box, and some aren't. This one wasn't. The chopped front sight looks ridiculous from the side, but it's the right width, and would actually get the job done—except the self-styled "gunsmith" left stratches in the rib. The owner swore the single action trigger pull wasn't an ounce over two pounds. I told him it was at least three, perhaps as much as three and a half. He said he'd bet money on it, but he didn't have a scale. The barrel was "crowned," all right: it looks as though someone touched it with a counter-sink drill bit for about three seconds. "Well, there's all different ways of crowning a barrel, you know," the owner said.
I paid the $105 bill, took the poor long-suffering revolver home, and measured the single action pull: three pounds. The self-styled "gunsmith" hadn't even bothered to check it! I called the shop. The owner said I could bring back the gun, and his self-styled "gunsmith" would make it right.
It might snow in Phoenix on Independence Day, too! I'm thoroughly sick and tired of self-styled "gunsmiths" who aren't competent to do the work they say they can do, leave scratches on guns, slop through jobs, and don't even trouble themselves to use the tools of the trade.
I'd be ashamed to treat my customers that way.