Leonredbeard
54 Cal.
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I arrived early and got all my stuff set up, crawled into my company truck and put on my fustian knee britches and hunting shirt. About that time my wife arrived with the class. There were about fifteen boys and three girls, all teens. I saw they were impressed with all my plunder and the two rifles and my pistol on its loading stand on the table. After explaining about all my stuff, I told them I would load and fire the gonnes. I decided to get the wheellock out of the way first. After Labor day weekend and doing some repairs to the lock last Saturday I had lost some confidence. If it didn't fire I would save myself some by shooting the flinters. Now the boys seemed in awe of the gonnes. But! You know, you just know! If the gonne had failed to fire they would instantly have been transformed into hecklers. It could have a huge hangfire and still be okay but a failure... So I loaded, spanned, primed and turned to fire at the target set up in the field. I was greeted by totaly instant FIRE! It lit so fast I was shocked myself. Then I elevated five of them to celebrity by asking if any of them play with flinters. That is how many said yes. Now they were connected to the dude who could make that awesome contraption go bang. Well I asked them if they caught how fast it fired and all nodded assent. So I fired Der Schmiser, my flint yeager, and then the PA pistole. Both fired as fast as flinters can. Then I started a nest of tow on fire with flint, steel and charcloth. As my wife began to herd them back to the building one of them called, "can we shoot your guns?" No compliment could have been more satisfying.
God bless.
volatpluvia
God bless.
volatpluvia