At this point, it’s been said a thousand times, but it warrants repeating: We live in a golden age of shooting. I know, breaking news. But when you sit back and think about it, the situation is quite marvelous.
Chances are good that your granddad would’ve flown over the moon if he headed out for whitetail toting a sub-3-MOA rifle. Nowadays, a similar iron is a non-starter unless it has provenance of Iwo Jima action or was once owned by Jim Corbett. Even the most affordable rifles, the type nearly any shooter can fit the bill for—the Ruger American, the Mossberg Patriot or the Savage Vanguard—are tack drivers by any other era’s standards.
And glass?
Harking back to the less-than-good old days, chances are high that you spent more time cursing your scope than you did hitting the mark with it. How times have changed.
As much as shooters fawn over the advancements in firearms, the great leaps in aiming solutions should leave our jaws dragging. This is no small feat: A riflescope is a finely tuned instrument—a kissing cousin to the telescope
