Anyone with fewer guns than me isn't very serious, and anyone with more guns than me is a fanatic. Jbar4Ranch, good sir, you're a fanatic.
Very nice -- I think your pics define cowboy gun.
I can see why he thought the R8 was a cowboy gun. A lot of younger people today call revolvers "Oh, that's one of them old cowboy guns bro."
You will not believe how many times some young plastic block shooter has approached me at the range and asked to see my SW642 or SW686 like they were some sort of antique treasures. So I can just imagine the looks I'll get when they see me loading the 1851 Navy and the spectacular clouds of smoke you get per each shot. They'll probably think I am shooting some sort of medieval hand cannon.
Wogpotter, that is one beautiful baby you've got there. My next cowboy gun is going to be one of those 1858 Remington revolvers.
I've been with a friend at the local indoor range/club when he's pulled out his buntline, and everyone's all agape. "What is thaaat thing?!" Same with his 10" stainless Super Blackhawk. The sight and sound of that gun they've never before seen - have no clue. Likewise, people are always intrigued with my "cowboy" guns like they were some medieval artifacts! "Cool, but like, dude, what would one use one of those for?" Some local LEOs, let's say of 'my generation', have related that some the younger guys and gals on the force have literally never shot or even handled a revolver. One needed help to figure out how the cylinder release worked (where it was, and that you had to...) and how to eject/reload, when he tried one of the older guy's S&Ws. To them all revolvers are "those cowboy guns" It's not just generational preference either. The vets have said one of the reasons is that many cops enter service these days not having been raised on guns in general (in person or are too young to have seen the cowboy TV stuff), like folks were more in days of yore. The plastic fantastics (or at least Sigs, S&W autos, etc) are their first real exposure to firearms...and the same is true for much of the general populace...the Miami Vice generation - forward. Remember the comments in the first "Lethal Weapon" about old- school Danny Glover's little six shooter snubbie compared with Mel Gibson's Beretta 92? Changing of the guard
The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly. 1849's
The bottom one is a modern repro, the middle one is an original Colt, and the top one is an original Colt that was plowed up by my grandfather in a field here around 1942. It still has five loaded chambers, and one completely intact cap on one nipple. It hung on the wall at the old farm house for many years, until one day someone was looking it over and said, "There's something scratched into the butt". Under magnification, it clearly says, "C Smith April 29 1861". With the advent of modern computer data bases, I've been able to find three pieces of correspondence from a C Smith to his boss, Nat Stein, who was an Overland Stage agent based out of Virginia City, Montana Territory at the time, and the signatures on the letters are a spot-on match to the scribing on the butt. These three letters were "posted" from Horse Prairie Station, Red Rock Station, and Junction Station, Montana Territory, all three of which I've located on maps of present day southwest Montana.