Beretta 687 Silver Pigeon III Field

ack in the good old days growing up in the 1970s in rural Devon, I could often be found walking-up the hedgerows looking for rabbits, pigeons or pheasants with my old English side-by-side. Fast forward to the second half of the 1980s and I had developed a competitive streak and got into clay shooting, starting with the English clay disciplines. The first gun I obtained was a Beretta