Due to yet another brain fart, I turned up at my local range Sunday morning to find it was Black Powder day. Still, happy to be a spectator I stayed to watch and enjoy this element of the hobby. I’d been there only minutes before the offers to try different firearms started flooding in. Such a friendly bunch! By the time I left a couple of hours later I had fired two flintlocks, a Martini style 45-70, Snider Enfield, and a small pistol, which I forgot to ask the name of. More than compensation for not being able to use my own guns.
The only downside is that now I may have got the bug!
The only downside is that now I may have got the bug!



















































