For me, it happened at Fort George, in Canada, some years ago. Somehow, we happened upon a full re-enactment of some battle we Americans would rather forget. But there were scores of cannon, regimental riflemen (with flintlocks) - all up close. It was wonderful. I got a good look at the rifles, loading, firing (and mis-firing) -- all of it fascinating. It went on for *hours*. From then on, I knew I wanted a flintlock. I started with pistols, because I didn't have to spend lots of $$ to start. I bought busted ones from a local gunsmith here in CT and fixed 'em up, I bought kits from different vendors, the last one from MBS that needed some real assembly, which was a *great* excuse to buy some new tools, like a drill press. So today I'm swimming in seven pistols in various states of readiness, and I'm loving the time I need to spend on them. The firing of each is a different matter. Each shot, if you think about it, is a careful crafting of the right amount of powder in the barrel, with the perfect patch and lube around the ball, tamped just right, And the priming has to be just so, with a perfectly knapped flint that strikes a properly hardened frizzen at the right angle to produce a generous spark in a pan filled with primer powder. Each shot is like a carefully crafted work on its own, like a meditative act, in which one devotes full attention to making it work as best it can. So, yeah, I'm hooked. PS. I'm a 2nd-amendment supporting Democrat who has always loved placing a good shot on a target. Flintlocks bring a new historical and maker-centered dimension to shooting, and I love it. So, what got me interested? If was the careful building of the gun, and its wise blend of wood, metal, stone and chemical (powder) to make it work.