If you are like me, your shooting career started with the venerable “BB” gun. I can still remember the day when my uncle handed over an old Sears J.C. Higgins air rifle with the admonition, “Don’t shoot anything!” Right. It was a solid piece of craftsmanship, not like the piffling stamped-steel Daisy models my friends owned. With a push-cocking barrel—this was in the days before product-liability lawsuits—and solid walnut stock, it reeked of manliness, danger and adventure. Suitable armed, I was now officially in training to become a full-time mountain-man at the tender age of eight.
Grown-up Air Rifles Aren’t Toys
Grown-up Air Rifles Aren’t Toys
Grown-up Air Rifles Aren’t Toys
If you are like me, your shooting career started with the venerable “BB” gun. I can still remember the day when my uncle handed over an old Sears J.C. Higgins air rifle with the admonition, “Don’t shoot anything!” Right. It was a solid piece of craftsmanship, not like the piffling stamped-steel Daisy models my friends owned. With a push-cocking barrel—this was in the days before product-liability lawsuits—and solid walnut stock, it reeked of manliness, danger and adventure. Suitable armed, I was now officially in training to become a full-time mountain-man at the tender age of eight.