Boy Bob you real know how to dredge up the memories. My old friend Glenn Wilds (taildragger) always wanted to be a gun builder. Now Glenn was the salt of the earth, but he was a life long cattle rancher,and had run his hands through every kind of farm, and ranch equipment, known to man. A lesser man would have been a cripple. One day he asked me if we could build him a gun together if he provided the parts. I agreed. i didn't know he had parts squirreled away that hadn't seen the light of day in decades. One winter day he invited me over to his shop, to view the parts he had amassed. When he opened up the box I almost fainted. He had a Doc Hadaway flintlock that looked like it had been built by a watchmaker. He had a set of trigger made by some near do well named Bob Roller, and a beautifully rifled .45 cal, 15/16ths, 43" long Bill Large barrel. A fine piece of maple stock wood, and nicely cast iron parts made the set complete. He wanted a southern style rifle, but not a Dixie Mountain rifle look a like. We built the gun and enjoyed ever minute of it, except the part where we poured the nose cap about five, or six, times. Little did I know it would be the last gun he would build, and the last muzzleloader he would shoot.
Hungry Horse