After my Dad passed away, Mom quickly got me on to guns as I had wanted to do for so long. First was a trip out to the house of a friend of the family and after that, a local sportsman's club in the next town over. Together... we began skeet shooting and Mom bought a Citori Skeet on the recommendation of many old guys at the club. She would shoot a round or two on Sunday mornings and I would shoot four rounds and shortly after, I began shooting four rounds on Wednesday evenings. It became VERY obvious quickly that we'd need to load shotshells so we had that same FFL friend order up a Mec-650, as spec'd out by club guys and seemingly overnight, I started spitting out 20ga shotshells with #9 in 'em, loaded in Win AA and Remington Premier hulls.
I very much enjoyed the shotshell production on the Mec-650 but I knew what I really, truly wanted -- and that was to get in to metallic handloading for handguns, and my only centerfire at that point, my S&W 686-3. Mom funded my first press (Lee Challenger "2000", an O-frame single stage) and Lee dies and powder dippers. No tumbler... no scale!
Just the slide-rule card thingy that came with the powder dipper set.
With this rig and Federal brass, CCI-500 small pistol primers, Hercules Green Dot and Speer swaged 158gr LRN and SWC bullets... and a brand new copy of Speer#11, I went to work all on my own. This was 1988 and I had no internet and no mentor. I had some cranky, nearly EVIL old gun store turds who sneered at every component or tool I asked about or purchased. I was mere months shy of my 17th birthday and I took my first loaded rounds to the range and I stood at the 100 yard line and loaded my S&W 686.
I extended my arms -- then turned my head almost entirely!
I had done so much reading up to that point, I couldn't imagine this whole thing was a scam for the select purpose of blowing up my prized revolver, and I was rewarded when the first shot went off without a hitch and I sent that slug a hundred yards in to the berm.
I knew I was hooked on handloading but honestly, I kind of knew well before that first shot. I was an avid
Guns & Ammo reader and guys like Bob Milek had me constantly dreaming of rolling all my own ammo.
.38 Special was first, .45 was next. Then .30 Carbine and 10mm, then .223 and 9mm at some point later. These days I am set up to load pretty much all of the known/common/popular handgun rounds and I also load a couple of the less known ones, too. (.327 Federal, .460 Rowland, .357-44 B&D) I dabble in rifle, mostly .223 to feed a prairie dog gun for an annual trip.
I keep a strict count of my production because I've always enjoyed keeping counts of things. I've been punching out 15-20k a year over the past five years and enjoying almost every moment of it.