In the early 70s my cousin and I regularly ran the hills and hollers (hollows to non-southerners) day and night and we always were armed with weapons from our father's collections of firearms. My father's collections of guns would often change as he was always wheeling and dealing with folks on cars, firearms or land. We would drive around and see rabbits, squirrels groundhogs, etc and often stop, hop out of the truck and fire away (we never thought whether it was legal or illegal, it was fun though). Of all the different weapons I had access to, my two favorite weapons to carry were a surplus M1 carbine and the Ruger 44 carbine and I recall enjoying shooting the 44 in those days more than any other. One day the Ruger carbine was gone, my dad had traded it off and I was almost heartbroken. I talked my Dad into keeping the M1 carbine (he had used on in the Pacific and I now own it) and I vowed I would own another 44 carbine.
In the last few years I decided to seriously look for one and I found a very clean 81 model for a great price, literally from a friend of a friend and I brought it home yesterday. After I sold my last 44 mag pistol I almost got rid of my 44 mag loaded rounds, as well as my shell and 240g bullets (I did sell my 44 mag dies, but they are easy to acquire).
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In the last few years I decided to seriously look for one and I found a very clean 81 model for a great price, literally from a friend of a friend and I brought it home yesterday. After I sold my last 44 mag pistol I almost got rid of my 44 mag loaded rounds, as well as my shell and 240g bullets (I did sell my 44 mag dies, but they are easy to acquire).
