Once more, that Evil Purveyor Of Death Steve Barnett shows us this (albeit misspelled) offering:
I talked a little but about the joys of single-shot hunting back here, and honestly, the rifle above touches all my buttons: history, heritage, challenge, and peerless reliability. Also, it looks wonderful. (Here’s the whole story on this rifle and action type, and looking at this particular one, the “NP” — No Patent — stamp means it’s most likely a Gibbs-made rifle rather than an original Farquharson.)
The Farquharson action has been much copied, most recently by Ruger for its No. 1:
…and subsequent models of the same ilk. But if you do a side-by-side comparison, the older rifle has it over the Ruger by a country mile. Is that difference worth about $12,000? Maybe not, but then someone who wants to buy a different rifle (that “history, heritage, challenge, and peerless reliability” thing) isn’t going to worry about such trifles.
Me, I’ll stick to my Browning High Wall — Chuck Hawks compares the Ruger and Browning here — but were I to venture into single-shot-dangerous-game hunting, I’d have to get something else, because the High Wall was never issued in anything larger than .45-70 Govt, and certainly not in the monster .577 NE. (I suspect that the High Wall could handle the larger cartridge, but I’d only test it on someone else’s gun.)
Not that I’m ever likely to want to shoot the .577 NE, of course. The Winchester .458 Magnum is about as high as (and maybe even a bit higher than) I would care to handle, according to my shoulder.
But for the collector, this Farq is lovely and in my opinion, worth every penny.
Quick! Someone call Kentucky Ballistics!
Rest assured, if I ever take you single-shot-dangerous-game hunting, we’ll stop at your favorite pusher and I’ll buy you the shooter of your choice… 😉
Not long after you wrote about the Browning in 45-70, I saw one in beautiful condition in New Hampshire. I think they were asking about $1200-1400 for it. Considering that it was a Browning and a fine rifle I thought the price was fair but it didn’t come home with me.
Around 1980 or so, I stopped in at the local archery shop.
They were planning an archery hunting vacation in someplace grizzly infested.
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While I was there, the mailman delivered a .458WM bolt-action.
Three shots aboard, then some lucky survivor retrieves it from under the humbled corpse, re-loads, and carries on.
I silently questioned the sanity of one defense tool, rather than issue everybody a personal 12-gauge pump.
Fact is, I am pretty sure I would be uncomfortable surrounded by experienced trained professional killers such as grizzly bears… with only one heeled fellow.
Just call me ‘sentimental’.
That .577NE will be perfect for when the (shakes head) idiot biologists/whatever successfully “grow” a Woolly Mammoth.
Back-To-The-Future!