We had a great round of sporting clays last weekend (other than my wife's recoil issues, which I think we've ironed out), except for one kind of funny incident about halfway through the 100 round course.
I was really tearing it up with my old Winchester Model 50 with its equally old Poly-Choke when one of my buddies says, "What's that silver spot on your barrel?"
I looked and the "silver spot" was the shiny steel between where the Poly-Choke used to be seated and where it had slid up to. Seems that the set screw holding it onto the barrel had fallen out and I was slowly blasting the darn thing off the end of my shotgun!
Thankfully we caught it before the thing went sailing off into the tall grass. And doubly thankfully, one of the guys had brought a couple of extra guns. So the Winchester is at the gunsmith's shop getting put back together. No harm done.
I was really tearing it up with my old Winchester Model 50 with its equally old Poly-Choke when one of my buddies says, "What's that silver spot on your barrel?"
I looked and the "silver spot" was the shiny steel between where the Poly-Choke used to be seated and where it had slid up to. Seems that the set screw holding it onto the barrel had fallen out and I was slowly blasting the darn thing off the end of my shotgun!
Thankfully we caught it before the thing went sailing off into the tall grass. And doubly thankfully, one of the guys had brought a couple of extra guns. So the Winchester is at the gunsmith's shop getting put back together. No harm done.