Childhood airgun memory, What's Yours?

[sillymike]

• Trying to find errands to do, in order to get pellets to feed the old(er) break-barrel Slavia.
• Being deemed a good enough shot by the farmer, to go and shoot starlings from inside the barn
• Bunch of us biking across town with rifles slung across our back... to go shoot in the local sand pit.

 

[PGinsandiego]

I had a Crosman M1 B.B Carbine and had to cock the rifle by pushing the barrel into the ground. I also had the Marksman B.B pistol in a holster. I thought I was a badazz until my neighborhood friend came over with a Crosman 140 Pumper.

Humbled.

 

[Peashooter]

Absolutely NO airgun or BB gun in my childhood, such things are waaayyyy too much for Danish kids to handle, and this was in the 70ties before things really went south here.

BUT ! i did have a pretty nice crossbow my father made for me, and he also taught me how to make a regular bow and arrows, and not least the slingshot and the blowpipes and spears we figured out our self.( 2 of the things are also outlawed in Denmark now, but you can go and buy a bow or a blowpipe with little effort )

Though that ( bows ) might change soon as someone fired several arrows at police today, and usually that prompt a overreaction from our law giving assembly.

The little Texan living deep inside me is barking,,,,,, too little - too late, wrong place of birth.

 

[steve123]

Approx 55 years ago I'd go frog hunting with a neighbor friend, we would grab our bb rifles and make the tour to 4 spots on nearby creeks, we would carry our rifles across the handle bars of our sting ray bikes, yup banana seats too. We would end up with only avg 3 or 4 but we didn't care, we would bring them home ,kick of our muddy tenna shoes and proceed to remove their legs and pull the skin off, then add a little crisco to a pan and make a mess on moms stove. Not much meat but we didn't care. I once had frog legs at a restaurant and they didn't taste near as good as ours.

Ha, I had a Apple crate I got for Christmas.

I'd grab my Daisy Plainsman BB gun and go shoot cans, small birds, and army men, most of the time in the afternnoon. It later progressed to Diana springers when I got into my teens.

 

[Windmill01]

My first air rifle was a BSA Meteor and it was 177 cal. My father bought it for me when I was about 10 years old I think. My father was a carpenter and he once bought home some old sheet iron from a job he was on. My mates and I built a couple of canoes and used tar to seal the holes. We also made some spears out of dowel and straightened hooks

Each Friday afternoon we would load up dads Ute with the canoes, a tent some pots and pans and of course the air rifle and dad would drive us down to the river about 3 miles away where my mates and I would set up camp. Dad would come back on Sunday arvo and pick us up.

We lived like kings as we would spear mullet and bream in the shallows and use our canoes to paddle up to sleeping ducks in the mist and shoot one with the air rifle. We were also lucky that a farmer that owed a chook farm down the river a bit didn’t mind us taking a few eggs now and then. 

Those were great times, sitting by the fire at night cooking our meals and not having a worry in the world.

Gary