Greyman - that is amazing! Thank you so much for your troubles. Very compelling and accurate explanation. What is the barrel length of the one you used as reference? Thanks.
Yup looks like a model 10 takedown
My Grandfather's Shotgun - 1948
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Yup looks like a model 10 takedown
Does everyone agree that my Grandfather's stock had no recoil pad. It just has a butt plate? I have seen Model 10s with recoil pads (perhaps aftermarket). Anyone reading this thread have a Model 10 (as seen in the picture of my Grandfather) want to sell theirs? 
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I have parts for the Model 10, not sure if I have enough to make a complete one...
Interesting thread. I really like this kind of stuff.
Slightly off topic (but not) is my "My grandfather's shotgun". It is an old N.R. Davis Hy-Power ("Reliably kills ducks at 80 yards; as good as the best"...) side by side 12 gauge, 30" bbls, full and full. Probably purchased in the late 'teens or early Twenties, as best I can figure out. A copy of their catalog from back then says he paid all of $25 for it.
It became mine when Dad died a bit over a year ago. And it became Dad's when my Grandpop died in the 60's. My Grandpop pretty much wore out the innards of that shotgun shooting ducks and geese - I never heard him talk of shooting trap nor ever saw him do it.
My Dad used it occasionally when we went out duck hunting. Partially because after my brother and I had tormented him into taking us duck hunting as well as chasing elk and sheep, there just wasn't enough shotguns in the closet to go around. And partially no doubt to remember his father and duck hunting with him.
Dad didn't use it much because by then it was so worn it would often fire both barrels instead of just one if you had two shells in it instead of just one. I can still remember the weird "boom" it made when that happened, and my brother and I in our blind, staring at each other as we heard Dad over in his blind yell "JAY-ZUS H KEE-RIST"... musta hurt... Dad took his chances on that happening occasionally, followed by long periods of just one shell in it, I imagine! Funnier than hell now that I think about it, and best of all I can see and hear it in my mind like it was this morning. There's the value in having your grandfather's shotgun.
So now I'm older than Dad was then, and it sits in my gun safe. We had the triggers and lockwork fixed by Martin Hagn for Dad back in the early 80's as a birthday present, so it's good to go. Dad did use it a bit after that, but by then my brothers and I were rabid young twenty-something impatient sheep and elk hunters who didn't want to waste time hunting ducks when we could be way back on a mountain somewhere.
Dad and Grandpop are both gone now, so I am going to take that old Davis out this October, hunting sharptails and pheasants over the dogs while I remember hunts in times past. The Brownings will understand that they just have to wait a bit back at camp; their turn will come. I have no idea if I can even hit anything with it, but will probably get out to the trap range in the next few weeks to try it out first. But I'll get at least a few pheasants with it, one way or another, probably while wearing Grandpop's well-worn and stained old Bone Dry canvas waterfowl hunting jacket while doing so. That will be good.
It's a beautiful old shotgun for those who like classy old hunting guns. Not expensive, no elegant engraving, no high end wood; a working man's gun, with nice lines and a craftsman's detail to metal and wood fit and finish. I would give thought to buying it even if it wasn't Dad's and Grandpop's, even with the Citori Satin Lightening and B2000 sitting in the gun safe. I don't much like looking down the barrels of side by sides, but there is just something about their lines, along with the appeal of an honourable, well cared for old sporting gun.
I should make a note to take some pictures of my Davis and post them up here, because it is definitely in the catagory of "My Grandfather's shotgun".
Has to be lots of other "My Grandfather's shotgun" stories out there as well... and good on ya for your appreciation of the guns your grandfather used.
Slightly off topic (but not) is my "My grandfather's shotgun". It is an old N.R. Davis Hy-Power ("Reliably kills ducks at 80 yards; as good as the best"...) side by side 12 gauge, 30" bbls, full and full. Probably purchased in the late 'teens or early Twenties, as best I can figure out. A copy of their catalog from back then says he paid all of $25 for it.
It became mine when Dad died a bit over a year ago. And it became Dad's when my Grandpop died in the 60's. My Grandpop pretty much wore out the innards of that shotgun shooting ducks and geese - I never heard him talk of shooting trap nor ever saw him do it.
My Dad used it occasionally when we went out duck hunting. Partially because after my brother and I had tormented him into taking us duck hunting as well as chasing elk and sheep, there just wasn't enough shotguns in the closet to go around. And partially no doubt to remember his father and duck hunting with him.
Dad didn't use it much because by then it was so worn it would often fire both barrels instead of just one if you had two shells in it instead of just one. I can still remember the weird "boom" it made when that happened, and my brother and I in our blind, staring at each other as we heard Dad over in his blind yell "JAY-ZUS H KEE-RIST"... musta hurt... Dad took his chances on that happening occasionally, followed by long periods of just one shell in it, I imagine! Funnier than hell now that I think about it, and best of all I can see and hear it in my mind like it was this morning. There's the value in having your grandfather's shotgun.
So now I'm older than Dad was then, and it sits in my gun safe. We had the triggers and lockwork fixed by Martin Hagn for Dad back in the early 80's as a birthday present, so it's good to go. Dad did use it a bit after that, but by then my brothers and I were rabid young twenty-something impatient sheep and elk hunters who didn't want to waste time hunting ducks when we could be way back on a mountain somewhere.
Dad and Grandpop are both gone now, so I am going to take that old Davis out this October, hunting sharptails and pheasants over the dogs while I remember hunts in times past. The Brownings will understand that they just have to wait a bit back at camp; their turn will come. I have no idea if I can even hit anything with it, but will probably get out to the trap range in the next few weeks to try it out first. But I'll get at least a few pheasants with it, one way or another, probably while wearing Grandpop's well-worn and stained old Bone Dry canvas waterfowl hunting jacket while doing so. That will be good.
It's a beautiful old shotgun for those who like classy old hunting guns. Not expensive, no elegant engraving, no high end wood; a working man's gun, with nice lines and a craftsman's detail to metal and wood fit and finish. I would give thought to buying it even if it wasn't Dad's and Grandpop's, even with the Citori Satin Lightening and B2000 sitting in the gun safe. I don't much like looking down the barrels of side by sides, but there is just something about their lines, along with the appeal of an honourable, well cared for old sporting gun.
I should make a note to take some pictures of my Davis and post them up here, because it is definitely in the catagory of "My Grandfather's shotgun".
Has to be lots of other "My Grandfather's shotgun" stories out there as well... and good on ya for your appreciation of the guns your grandfather used.
