The Adventure Starts

Which led me to finding other dusty treasures. The elegant Birmingham Small Arms (BSA) single shot .22 fell to hand, followed swiftly by a tiny Hamilton Rifle No. 51 (a bolt action single shot .22). I started digging more as this trend began to make sense suddenly. A memory flitted behind my eyes and yes, there it was, a beautifully made Anschutz single shot in, of all things, 9mm rimfire shotshell (smooth bore and all!). See the trend?

There was my Hopkins & Allen falling block .22, Remington Model 514 .22 LR (my first gun ever!), a Savage “Favorite” .22 falling block and yes, there it was, the odd Garcia Bronco skeleton-stocked survival/trail rifle I had scrounged at Brandon’s Gun Trading Company. “Hey Roy, it’s just like you like ’em, broken, with a crappy bore,” said Brandon. I bought it, of course.

As I stood among all this single-shot fun, I remembered just what my new “favorite” rifle was these days. Perhaps all this wasn’t so strange after all. Of all things, a single shot Uberti copy of a Browning Low Wall rifle — in .32-20 no less — had followed me home not long ago. I’d been lusting after a “Rook” rifle for some time but got priced-out. A rook rifle is a small bore single shot from England from the turn of the century, made for small game, especially black birds, commonly called rooks. They made meat pie out of them. Hence the old song, “Four and twenty black birds, baked into a pie” from our youth. Well, at least from my youth.

It seems this single shot syndrome of mine had been manifesting itself with a slowly increasing collection of medicinal, single cartridge applicators. Toss in my two Savage O/U teasers, technically single shots in my opinion — a very old Model 24 (.22 LR/20 gauge) and a recent addition, their brand-clean-new synthetic-stocked .22 Mag./.410 (both take-down models) — and I clearly saw I had a full-force infestation going on.