I met Dad at the gun show Saturday, and we did the usual wandering around and chatting, but it was productive, too. He brought me the Mauser I posted about yesterday, and also brought a gun to sell, a reproduction S&W Schofield revolver in .45 Long Colt. That met with immediate success, and sold at the very first table right by the doors. In fact, we didn’t even get to start approaching the tables before the dealer called out “Are you looking to sell that?” A little haggling later, and Dad was $X richer (X being only $25 below his initial asking price) and the dealer was one reproduction Schofield richer. He also had a custom holster to sell, but that didn’t pan out.
The show wasn’t packed, but it was busy. The ammunition dealers looked like they planned to sell a lot, and it wouldn’t surprise me if some of them still sold out before the weekend was over (this is the first time I’ve noticed several people walking out with one or more cases of ammunition). I noticed a few more “evil black rifles” than usual, too. There were lots of pistols, of course, but nothing that tempted me to immediately trade in my Taurus (which is something I was looking for, though not aggressively – though I did have the box in the car).
If I’d had $1K to spare, I probably would have walked out with an AR-15 of some sort (and I don’t even really care for that style, but every time they start talking about “assault weapon” bans, I get this urge to buy one, because FSCK YOU). If I’d had $800 to spare, I probably would have walked out with a Chiappa Rhino (or maybe a bare-bones AR). Sadly, I didn’t even have $1 to spare, so I walked out with nothing. But it was still fun!
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