Having been a hunter for more than 50 years, I had accumulated a number of fine rifles; all of them capable of taking the largest of the game that I hunt; moose, caribou deer and black bear in British Columbia. Several of these guns are scope mounted and more suited to the occasional long range shots than my current favorite which I limit to 200 yards.
In 2001 I inherited a vintage (1936) M-71-.348 rifle. All the other rifles have since been neglected and prepared for long-term storage.
Growing up as a young hunter in the 1950's, I had read of the big Winchester Levergun, and had hoped to acquire one someday. I knew of one in the family, but even seeing it eluded me, and I came to understand later the degree of possessiveness that goes with such a rifle.
Then 50 years later, it was my turn. The gun was immaculate and only showed signs of being used by dedicated hunters that had looked after it well. The rifle is such a pleasure to carry and shoot even though the M-71 is considered a heavy rifle (8.5 lbs.). I have been very lucky since I began using it and my larder has been filled.
Sometimes when sitting at a stand, I closely examine the details of this hand-made rifle and reflect back in time to those craftmen that took such pride in its construction. To John Browning, whose genius inspired it. and to the line of hunters that have owned it (all of whom I have known). To a time when hunting was a highly respected pursuit and success was reason for celebration.
I strongly believe that if hunting is to remain an honored activity, hunters must avoid the tendency to over equip themselves with gadgets and machinery. Hunting is so much more than acquiring, it is respect for the game and yourself. My last years of hunting will be on more equal terms with my quarry, and my rifle of choice reflects that simple and straightforward philosophy.
