SQUIRRELS WITH A SPRINGER
Every time I open my gun cabinet to go hunting, I gaze nostalgically at my 1983 Weihrauch HW 80 Mk1 and then reach for one of my PCP rifles. It sits there like an old favourite at the bottom of a kid’s toy box, forever ignored and unable to compete with the latest, shiniest offerings.
As a teenager my first proper rifle was a beautiful BSA Airsporter S, but I soon coveted my friend’s HW 80 which punched holes through thicker bits of wood and sent tin cans spinning higher. Before long. the BSA was sold, and I had one of Germany’s finest as my own.
Back then it was paired with a Tasco 4x40 scope, and together they accounted for scores of rabbits, pigeons and squirrels. I’m sure I never missed, and no pest was safe.
It’s a familiar story, and
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