After experimenting with a number of strategic locations for hiding handguns at home, I couldn't remember where I put my Colt Gold Cup. Still can't, I've checked everywhere I think I might have hidden it, and that was some five years ago.
After experimenting with a number of strategic locations for hiding handguns at home, I couldn't remember where I put my Colt Gold Cup. Still can't, I've checked everywhere I think I might have hidden it, and that was some five years ago.
Thanks. It'll turn up, I just have no idea when or where. The house is about 4300sqft and this happened just before we brought in a lot of furniture and boxes in from an estate so it's still a bit of a mess. And that's a factory nickel plated Gold Cup, no less - a semi-collectible and a very nice shooter I'd really like to find.Ouch!
Gold Cup no less.
Hope it shows up some day!
I had a friend in Pearland Texas who bought a 1957 Bel Air Chevy from the original owner in mint condition in the late 60s shortly after he returned from Vietnam. He still owned it in 1985. I presume, if he's still alive, he still owns it today
I "found" lots of guns in afg., either hidden away by bad guys for later use, abandoned after a fight, or "prying from their cold dead fingers". I found a Winchester model 54 in 30-06 at a range on the firing line, missing all of the bottom metal. I took it and let the range staff know about it (they didn't maintain a presence on the range) so that the owner could claim it, and also placed a notice with my ph # on the bulletin board to call me. This didn't never happen, and when I moved from NC 5 years later, the range guys told me to just keep it. I guess whoever left it didn't want it, so I gave it to a friend who likes old Winchesters, he found the required parts and got it running. When my wife's mother died and we were cleaning out the house, we found the Colt trooper that we knew was there anyway, but also found 2 H&R toppers, unfired (1 16 gauge, 1 in 410) and a ithaca single shot 22 that looks like a lever action carbine- no one (my wife and her sister) knew or recalled their dad ever owning the long guns. Their dad died over 20 years prior to their mom. I "lost" a Glock 19 in my house for a few days- I normally kept it loaded in the drawer of my coffee table in the living room, but when a friend was coming over for something with his ADD kid, I removed it and hid it in the top of my bedroom closet since the plan was to put the kid on the couch so he could watch TV while they were there. After they left, I totally spaced where I had put that Glock for a couple of days, but I knew it was in the house, so I wasn't that worried, but I still felt dumb.
That's pretty bogus. Reminds me of a buddy who found a wallet with a thousand dollars in it in a Shaws supermarket parking lot and he called the guy and arranged a time to meet to get his wallet and all his cards, ID and $$$ and he told him over the phone how thankful he was and that he would give him $100 for being honest and going through the trouble of turning it in. The guy met my buddy in the parking lot, took the wallet, said thanks and drove off. My buddy at the time was having alot of problems and $100 would have gone a long ways to help him but he didn't have to be paid to do the right thing, it was just the principle of the thing. He didn't ask for it. He was offered it and didn't get it. SMH.I found a Rem 700 7 Mag. 1983, San Juan forest in Colorado. Had hiked up the hill to an overlook across a huge valley. Sat there for over an hour. Turned to leave and there was a rifle, leaning against a tree. Nobody around. I pick it up and head back to camp.
3 days later, season over and we are headed home. Stopped at the LGS in Cortez. A guy is at the counter asking if a rifle had been turned in. I asked what and where? He says "on Monday, he was around Thomas Mountain, sat down to glass the valley. He leaned the rifle against a tree. He went to sleep. He woke up and headed to camp. Got to camp and he didn't have his 7 Mag. It was dark, so he waited to go look on Tuesday morning. Couldn't find where had been.
I found it Tuesday afternoon. Gave him his rifle and he drove off. Never a thanks. Those in the store, laughing, probably didn't help.