I thought at first that was a Colt from the apparent left-hand sideplate, but the hammer is all wrong for that. Neither is it a Smith. Doesn't look right for an old HS Sentinal, either.
Assuming Frosty and his cohorts aren't still manning the barricades in the streets by then, you might want to post a lookout for the Pony Express Rider around the usual time this coming Tuesday.
It's early days yet, but there are more well trodden paths in life than the one you (well, Bobbi lately) shovel so diligently. :)
Interesting. Is that from a revolver or from a rolling block rifle?
ReplyDeleteI like how the parts have the serial numbers on them. Reminds me of some of my Swedish Mausers where every little part is numbered.
Is that a Prancing Pony or a Dead Horse?
ReplyDeleteIt's a retired pony...might work when convenient...might not...still & all the bragging rights are cool...
ReplyDeleteLooks like something an operator used in a tactical demonstration video.
ReplyDeleteOooooh... ooooohhh... I wanna help... let me help...
ReplyDeleteDann in Ohio
My apologies for the apparently self replicating comments.
ReplyDeleteProbably because I used a "smart" phone to post it.
Its got plenty of character but I love the little details of the workmanship of the lockwork.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a MAS 1873
ReplyDeleteC'est jeu de poney.
ReplyDeleteRussian Nagant from beneath the Volga River.
ReplyDelete"C'est jeu de poney."
ReplyDeleteYou are just wonderful. :)
I thought at first that was a Colt from the apparent left-hand sideplate, but the hammer is all wrong for that. Neither is it a Smith. Doesn't look right for an old HS Sentinal, either.
ReplyDeleteUm... Harrington & Richardson?
So the Colt Frontier from a few days ago followed you home?
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Assuming Frosty and his cohorts aren't still manning the barricades in the streets by then, you might want to post a lookout for the Pony Express Rider around the usual time this coming Tuesday.
ReplyDeleteIt's early days yet, but there are more well trodden paths in life than the one you (well, Bobbi lately) shovel so diligently. :)