I had some cheap thrills this morning out warming up for doves on the barn pigeons with my fathers old Stevens 311. Dad was there with me but was shooting his 11-87 that's he's so foind of these days.
This afternoon I'll take my Grandfathers gun of the same model in 20 gauge. Grandpa is 92 and have given up shooting so I go out and borrow the old gun whenever the opportunity arises just so he'll feel like he was with me in spirit. Maybe they aren't expensive but they mean more than a Purdey to me just because of who owned them. Cheap guns can create just as many memories as expensive ones.
Destry
