I have my Great Grandfather’s Winchester Model 1894 shotgun and it is one of the things that I tresure the most. My father had it restored in the 1970s, although the bluing job wasn’t everthing I would want, at lest the gun is in good condition and rust free.
This particular model is a hammer gun, pump action, 12 gauge with the 30 inch barell. The numbers date it to about 1903. Great Grandpa, by all accounts, used it to deadly effect. My Grandfather and my father both actively hunted with the gun until the 1970s, when it finally dawned on dad that it was a little silly to be dragging a gun of that age around the marsh.
It had a reputation for being a “hard hitter” on game birds and upon shooting a few rounds of clays with it, I can see why! It absolutely powders any clay that it touches. None of this flaking a chip of color off the clay, if it hits the clay, it turns it to dust. Otherwise it’s a clean miss.
I haven’t measured the choke, but I suspect it’s beyond what today we would consider a full choke as was common back in the day.
I shudder to think about how many times guns like this are sold off for little or nothing because they “aren’t worth much anyway”. The family heritage in these firearms is priceless to future generations.
My sons will both shoot this shotgun and it will forever remind them of where they came from and of the men that we want them to be. It’s also, I think, an important way for young people to begin to understand the obligation that they have to future generations when it comes to safely handing down both these objects AND the stories that go with them.
Grouse