bkjeffrey
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Yea, I know, spelling. I did this on my iPhone.
I was in Carroll, IA visiting my wifes family and someone told me that Volquartsen Customs was in Carrol, IA. I did a quick google search and was pleasantly surprised to find out that we were only a few minutes from one of the most respected and well known manufacturers of precision rimfire products and accessories in the world. So we loaded up and headed out this morning. The whole drive there all I could imagine was this Mecca of target rifle shooting, I could already hear the test fire ranges before we got there. I was going through my list of things I needed to buy while I was there and I couldn't wait to see if they did shop tours.
Well, we followed the directions to the address on the Volquartsen website and it lead us to a tiny little house about a mile from town down a dirt road. Next to the house was a small little workshop with no indication of any manufacturing or retail processes happening other than a stack of pallets by the door and a small dumpster full of cardboard.
We didn't even get out of the car. We backed out of the drive somewhat disappointed but also impressed that such a large operation goes in behind such small doors. I would have liked to at least seen what the inside of that time little workshop looked like. Oh well.
I was in Carroll, IA visiting my wifes family and someone told me that Volquartsen Customs was in Carrol, IA. I did a quick google search and was pleasantly surprised to find out that we were only a few minutes from one of the most respected and well known manufacturers of precision rimfire products and accessories in the world. So we loaded up and headed out this morning. The whole drive there all I could imagine was this Mecca of target rifle shooting, I could already hear the test fire ranges before we got there. I was going through my list of things I needed to buy while I was there and I couldn't wait to see if they did shop tours.
Well, we followed the directions to the address on the Volquartsen website and it lead us to a tiny little house about a mile from town down a dirt road. Next to the house was a small little workshop with no indication of any manufacturing or retail processes happening other than a stack of pallets by the door and a small dumpster full of cardboard.
We didn't even get out of the car. We backed out of the drive somewhat disappointed but also impressed that such a large operation goes in behind such small doors. I would have liked to at least seen what the inside of that time little workshop looked like. Oh well.