Juggernaut wrote:
I think I have found a new obsession. Guns. It's funny, I have known people who have been very into guns, but didn't think I could get into them myself. But one day it just hit me that guns are fascinating as well as being fun to shoot. So today I bought myself a gun magazine.
I am terrible with mechanical things generally, such as cars, but guns are simple enough for me to understand, while being versatile enough that there is always more to learn about different kinds. By the way, I am not into hunting and have only been twice (The most I ever got was one squirel). Having to gut an animal is gross enough to outweigh any adrenaline rush I would get from killing it. And though killing is a rush, morally I don't like the idea of taking a creatures life. My Dad never felt it was safe for me to go hunting, though he did with my other brothers, as I was not aware of my surroundings enough. But target practice is fun.
Hey Juggernaut,
That's really a nifty hobby you got there. I grew up in a little mining town surrounded by endless miles of wilderness and hunting was an integral part of local culture. In the fall, it wasn't unusual to see people walking along the town's streets openly with shotguns and rifles in hand, going into or coming from the bush. I was very into it too at the time.
Every year members of our extended family would come up around Thanksgiving for a visit and some hunting and they'd bring all their guns. Our house looked looked like some kind of military bunker during that time with all those guns everywhere you looked. On the menu tonight: venison or wild fowl.
In light of the overly strict gun laws Canada now has, I got rid of all my firearms long ago and no longer hunt.
All I keep now is a pellet pistol for plinking beer cans at the campsite
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