Thank you all for responding. I now have a better idea of why.
Thanks.
I was involved with International Muzzle Loading Competition for quite a few years from 1980 to 1998 actively and inactively for about another decade. In 1980, I was amazed at all the original firearms being shot and how the U.S. and some other teams were trying to get reproductions allowed, with not much success at that time. There wasn't a lot of interest because to many Euopeans, guns shot in the competition were considered "old," but not really antique. One British Shooter informed me something had to be at least 500 years old before they considered it an antique.
Finding original guns in 1980, that were in good enough safety and operating condition and accurate enough for International Competition was not easy even then. When they could be found, they were not inexpensive and often much more so than reproductions.
At the World Championships at Wedgnok, the Midlands, UK in both 1996 and 1998; I was the ONLY Team Armourer on any of the International Teams. In 1996, I did a few minor things for our Team Members the first couple of days of practice, until late in the morning of the second day. Then our Team Captain came up with the Captain of the Swiss Team and his Wife. She was a strong competitor in the Ladies 100 meter prone match, but her rifle's lock was busted. Her rifle was very good quality, though a rather plain original Percussion Jaeger rifle. Turns out some incompetent POS, who called himself a gunsmith, used a snag grinder on the tumbler and sear to do a "trigger job." After informing them I may be able to fix it, I asked the Swiss Team Captain what the rifle was worth? He informed me about $ 14,000.00.
My "work bench" was a picnic table to which we used large C Clamps to secure the Vise. I asked for an Oxy Acetylene Torch, but could only get a portable Propane Torch Kit, which I bought in town. So I had no way to weld metal back onto the tumbler and sear. I examined it for about 10 minutes and informed them I might be able to save the lock so she could shoot it during the competition, but they would need a REAL Gunsmith or Machinist to properly fix it after the matches. I spent the rest of that day until the range closed at 7:00 PM hand filing and stoning the lock parts. The following morning, I was able to get just enough surface hardness on it, that it would last for the competition along with a pretty good trigger job. The Lady was delighted. She won the Gold Medal with the rifle. The only problem was she beat our Best Lady on the U.S. Team with it and she was NOT happy I fixed it that well.
Two years later, same range, same picnic table work bench, another Propane Torch Kit and my same Team Captain called me over to the other part of the range, where a small group of French Shooters were excitedly talking. When he introduced me to them, one of them stuck a flintlock pistol in my hand so quickly, I almost dropped it. Right off the bat I knew this was a super high quality original Saw Handled Flintlock Dueling and Target pistol, circa 1810. Then I looked on the barrel and almost lost my breath as "N. Boutet" was engraved on it. I asked them if it was made by the Master Gunsmith Nicolas Boutet? Their interpreter didn't understand that until I said, "Le Armourer to Napolean?" (I only studied two years of German in High School, but never French.) Now THAT he understood and began excitedly saying, "Oui, Oui !!" I swear I felt the blood in my cheeks emptying out and looked very flushed. I asked what the Pistol was worth and after the French discussed it a while, they apologized that going from Francs to Pounds to Dollars, they weren't exactly sure, but somewhere between $ 75,000.00 and $ 90,000.00. My heart almost stopped, so I informed them I had to examine the pistol closer, so I took it to my work bench.
At this match, I had what we jokingly called called my apprentice with me. He was a 73 year old retired Master Precision Machinist, who forgot more about machining than I will ever know, though he didn't know much about working guns. He leaned over as I was getting out my super thin Screw Driver bits and whispered, "Gus, that pistol is worth so much, I'd be scared to death of working on that." I exhaled strongly and informed him, it might not mean anything if I could not get the lock off to see what was going on. To my surprise, the lock came off without much difficulty and then I discovered the tumbler and sear looked like it had been abused by the same incompetent Gunsmith using a Snag Grinder, I had found on the Swiss Captain's Wife's Rifle, two years before. I gently laid the lock and pistol on the work pad and had to get up and walk around for a few minutes, I was so upset. When my "apprentice" asked me what was wrong, I informed him I was in the presence of a Master of Master Gunsmiths and far beyond my capability to make such a fine pistol. My blood was boiling that his work would be so desecrated by an Incompetent POS Butcher, who dared to call himself a gunsmith. God help me if I could have gotten my hands on that POS Butcher, as I wanted to beat him to within an inch of his life in that moment. My apprentice asked me if I could fix it, and I said to honor the memory of Nicolaus, I would do my best.
Fortunately I had two days to work on it and it took most of that time to do it. When it was done, I got with my Team Captain that I wanted to speak with him, the French Team Captain, and his Interpreter. (Actually my Team Captain could speak better French than the Interpreter could speak English.) I asked how many rounds were fired in the Pistol Competition? My Team Captain told me they fired 18 rounds and scored the top 15. Between the two of us, we got it across to them that I figured the fix would hold for a few more shots, but not many more. So I most strongly advised he fire only two or three practice rounds to get used to the trigger. They were very excited I was able to fix it at all.
The afternoon of two days later, I was slowly "walking the line" behind the shooters' area while they shot. From my years of being a Team Armorer, I knew this helped them psychologically, because I was there to help should they have a problem. I smiled and gave "thumbs up" to my shooters as they looked around between shots and they were appreciative. I got a little over half way down the line when I was surrounded by extremely excited French Shooters. They were pumping my hand, kissing my cheeks, offering me to drink from open bottles of rather expensive champagne and in a most jolly mood. Finally my Team Captain came up and I asked him what was going on? He laughed and informed me their Team Captain just placed 7th overall in the Pistol Competition and they wanted to thank me for working on his pistol. I leaned over close to him and said, "Gee, not that I want to appear unappreciative, but all this fuss for SEVENTH place?" He laughed loudly and said in a low voice, "Gus, you don't understand. This is the first time any French Team Member has done any better than about 18th place." My jaw dropped. Then in low voice I replied, "Well, I hope this got our Team some political capital." He grinned from ear to ear and informed me it was a huge help.
Bottom line, most of the original firearms used in World Muzzle Loading Championships cost much more than most shooters could or can afford.
Gus