I love a good black gun. A nice handgun can be a lifesaver. A good custom long-range rifle is my second favorite, but IMHO nothing is better than a firearm with some stories behind it. A nice paint job is cool, but I prefer some scratches and marks (I call it character).
My favorite is my Beretta A391 Xtrema 2. She ain't nothing special. All black, 24" barrel. No Max 12 camo pattern or whatever the current gotta-have camo pattern is. She shoots no matter what. She's marched through 8' tall cat tail sloughs in -20 chasing pheasants, laid in muddy, sandy fields chasing ducks and geese and been dropped (twice!) in the hyper-saline waters of the Upper Laguna Madre. She's got a little surface rust that I wipe off every couple months and plenty of scratches but I love her beauty marks. They all have a memory attached to em. Let's see some pics of yours and hear the story behind em!!

My first band and I shot it with the old man to boot! We were able to hook up for a couple days in October 2014 (haven't been able to hunt together since) and it was an epic day. We shot these and then just sat and watched as mallards and pintails dumped in on top of us


-16 for a high and chasing those smart late-season roosters! In 2 hours of hunting we jumped well over 500 pheasants in a really thick cat tail slough.


Another nice North Dakota limit. Was working 100+ hours a day and only hunted when I had an hour or two to spare, but managed 58 roosters, 12 prairie chickens and 99 ducks and geese that fall.


My first Laguna Madre limit of reds and pins. This was the day I fell in love with hunting saltwater. Had a great day and had about 1000 pintail and a few thousand redheads in shotgun range.

Great pics and story.

I have a AR 15 in 6X45mm that my friend Mike Milli at Dedicated Tech made. Has my screen name that I use a lot on the mag well.



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My Horizon 22 Creedmoor is catching up though. Took a break from turkey hunting opening weekend last year.



This was New Year's Day morning hunt to start off 2016 right!

^what he said!! Man, I miss calling preds. Used to do it a ton in North Dakota. Winter of 2013-2014, pelts were going for $60-$90 each. Killed 110 yotes and fox that winter, almost all by moonlight. It definitely gets in your blood

My Dad was the one that infected me with my love of firearms and hunting. The first firearm I remember him hunting with was a Winchester 88. He moved on to a Browning BAR in 270 until he finally shot out that barrel. I remembered how many Christmas mornings in my life that 'Santa' brought me a rifle or shotgun, starting with an old Savage 99. A cousin worked for Remington starting in '69 and one of his samples was a 700 in the 'new' 25-06 Remington. I saved up my $$ and bought it from him when I was about 14-15. For my high school graduation, my Dad paid to have it re-stocked. When Dad shot out the BAR, I surprised him that Christmas with the re-stocked 25-06. I told him that 'Santa' knew he needed a new rifle. Looking at his face when I brought that rifle case out, I understood how it felt to give someone a gift they would appreciate for the rest of their life.
Dad loved that rifle for it's accuracy and light recoil not to mention the blond stock. If we were going shooting or hunting, that rifle came along 'just in case'.
Dad passed away in 2008.
After some 3000 + rounds down the barrel, it's still as accurate a rifle now as it was back in 1970. But, the memory of Dad's face and love of that rifle will NEVER leave my mind.

Awesome story man, thanks for sharing!! Something about a firearm that has been passed down has a special place in my heart. If you haven't heard the song "Grandaddy's Gun", I strongly recommend you listen to it. Definitely pulls at the ol' heart strings