rburg
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So me 'an Joe decided to get a table. Got lucky and the promoter gave us a table right up front in the very first island. Had a pretty good time, too. Oldest son got out of bed, drove down to my house and then drove me there, too. I did smuggle him in for free, and bought him lunch, too.
Then we sat there as the mob descended into the bowels of Rupp Arena to pack the show. I even sold a 1960s era card of Wham-O ammo. For a whole buck, too. Mostly to get rid of it. Lots of stuff to sell, but I wasn't buyin' or sellin'. Lunch was pretty good, and the guy's chicken sandwich behind us looked a lot better than my jr Arby. Probably cost a bunch more, too.
The people were fun to watch, too. All shapes and sizes. Some didn't appear too bright. It was OK, we did visit with a bunch of people we've known for years. Both sides of the table even.
My son was on a selling and buying spree. Except he couldn't sell off his Black HIlls 223 ammo. He did buy some Jerky for his daughters, pretty expensive at $10 a vacuum pack. But they'll be happy. He even found a 100' pack of pink 550 cord. The girls will now have survival bracelets.
Sure were a bunch of nice knives. Probably more Randall's than you usually see in one room. None priced in my buy range of prices. Everything is priced high these days. But that's how things are going. No one is willing to drop their prices and take a loss, and no reason to. Saw enough guns changing hands to feel some people at least were doing OK. Gold and silver coins were all over. With gold at $1725 I didn't see anyone hauling a stack of them out the door. Go figure.
There was a trickling of nice S&Ws coming in the front door. Some of them cheap enough to sell. One fairly nice .32-20 on the far side of the room looked really nice except for the rust spot. The guy was stuck on $750 and the rust killed that deal. He apparently had already sold a few guns to vendors, and was brave with his pricing.
What comes to mind is that I'm not a serious vendor. I don't get a thrill out of selling the guns I have, and I won't even consider a gun of lesser quality than one I already own. Kind of limits the possibilities. Was one .22-.32 Bekeart model with gold medallion grips priced at $850. The same guy had a Ruger single shot in .45-70 for $675. Looked stainless. My favorite caliber, not my favorite action.
This promoter was very pleasant and made it clear he wanted all guns tied, but he didn't beat on us or wasn't nasty. Kind of a change from what we're used to hearing over the PA system. Food was Arby's from up in the civilized part of the building. Long walk, but all inside and it was raining there all day. Usually miserable weather brings out a good crowd. They'll at least walk in the rain to get inside and back out to the car.
Then we sat there as the mob descended into the bowels of Rupp Arena to pack the show. I even sold a 1960s era card of Wham-O ammo. For a whole buck, too. Mostly to get rid of it. Lots of stuff to sell, but I wasn't buyin' or sellin'. Lunch was pretty good, and the guy's chicken sandwich behind us looked a lot better than my jr Arby. Probably cost a bunch more, too.
The people were fun to watch, too. All shapes and sizes. Some didn't appear too bright. It was OK, we did visit with a bunch of people we've known for years. Both sides of the table even.
My son was on a selling and buying spree. Except he couldn't sell off his Black HIlls 223 ammo. He did buy some Jerky for his daughters, pretty expensive at $10 a vacuum pack. But they'll be happy. He even found a 100' pack of pink 550 cord. The girls will now have survival bracelets.
Sure were a bunch of nice knives. Probably more Randall's than you usually see in one room. None priced in my buy range of prices. Everything is priced high these days. But that's how things are going. No one is willing to drop their prices and take a loss, and no reason to. Saw enough guns changing hands to feel some people at least were doing OK. Gold and silver coins were all over. With gold at $1725 I didn't see anyone hauling a stack of them out the door. Go figure.
There was a trickling of nice S&Ws coming in the front door. Some of them cheap enough to sell. One fairly nice .32-20 on the far side of the room looked really nice except for the rust spot. The guy was stuck on $750 and the rust killed that deal. He apparently had already sold a few guns to vendors, and was brave with his pricing.
What comes to mind is that I'm not a serious vendor. I don't get a thrill out of selling the guns I have, and I won't even consider a gun of lesser quality than one I already own. Kind of limits the possibilities. Was one .22-.32 Bekeart model with gold medallion grips priced at $850. The same guy had a Ruger single shot in .45-70 for $675. Looked stainless. My favorite caliber, not my favorite action.
This promoter was very pleasant and made it clear he wanted all guns tied, but he didn't beat on us or wasn't nasty. Kind of a change from what we're used to hearing over the PA system. Food was Arby's from up in the civilized part of the building. Long walk, but all inside and it was raining there all day. Usually miserable weather brings out a good crowd. They'll at least walk in the rain to get inside and back out to the car.