Ruger pellet gun

[Kevin G]

My brother owns a metal recycling facility (AKA junkyard) that’s next to the municipal recycling transfer facility(AKA dump). The public stops at his place before going to the transfer facility because it costs money there and also people feel better about recycling something.
Anyway, I was helping out one morning when a typical soccer mom pulled up in her Volvo station wagon. She was nervous as she opened the hatchback and pulled out a couple of long, thin items wrapped up in brown paper, telling me she wasn’t sure if we would accept these. I went to tear the paper away, and she said no, no, take those inside and unwrap them where nobody will see. OK, now you really got my attention. Went inside and unwrapped a couple of pellet rifles. She told me she had wrapped them up so the neighbors wouldn’t see them. I suppressed laughter and assured her we would take them. She went back to the car and returned with several tins of.Ely .177 pellets. The lady graciously thanked me for taking those things off her hands before driving away.
My brother said I was welcome to them, I chose the Ruger Blackhawk elite .177 with a scope and a couple tins of pellets. It sat in the garage forgotten until earlier today when I decided to give it a try. I was amazed, fired a few pellets at a piece of cardboard 40 feet away and had a group less than an inch. I did use the rail of my pick up bed as a rest.
Don’t think I’ve shot a pellet or BB gun since the 60s so I was quite surprised.
Kevin G


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[30-30remchester]

My friend was at the Pitkin County dump near Aspen, when a man in a pickup unloaded trash next to him. My friend noticed an old gun case come out. The man left and my friend retrieved a fully functionable Winchester 1897 12 gauge. It is now on my brother wall as decoration.

 

[terry_tr6]

makes you wonder why they were getting rid of them like that

 

[majorsideburns]

makes you wonder why they were getting rid of them like that

She probably found the hiding place and caught her teenage son who bought them in secret at the local Walmart due to the religiously anti-gun nature of her household. After she was done screaming her head off about how dare he bring these murderous weapons of war and baby killing assault rifles into her sacred home, she had to dispose of them in a manner which was permanent. The trash can was too risky because what if it clogged the garbage truck compactor? The municipal workers could step out to inspect and clear the problem and assuming they didn't die immediately of fright upon seeing the ghastly tools of destruction they would call 911 and create an international terrorist scare incident which would no doubt result in her yard crawling with homeland security and FBI agents. Very, very embarrassing. So the garbage can was ruled out in favor of personally depositing them at the recycler where she could ensure these nefarious rods of death would be melted down and recast as marijuana pipes for the needy. Obviously she couldn't be seen in public with them by her equally anti-gun neighbors while loading them up into a station wagon that proudly displayed bumper stickers such as "COEXIST" and "I'm with Her!", that would be just too embarrassing. So she had to wrap them up in leftover holiday wrapping paper from the garage and scurry them into the vehicle before making her way to the junkyard for the drop. Thankfully our hero saved the day and relieved her of the burden of those nasty things and she was able to return home to continue scolding her traumatized son for nearly killing the entire neighborhood.

 

[Ivan the Butcher]

In the late 90s, I got in on a multi gun deal at a LGS. One of the guns was an Anshutz model 225 Pellet rifle for $200. I took it to Champion Shooter Supply, to find out why the charging handle wouldn't return when loading. A small "L" shaped metal piece was broken. One was ordered from Germany. it's so out of date the part didn't have computer number and had to be looked up by hand, one was located in the equivalent of a factory junk drawer, and shipped in the next round of parts to America. It dropped right in! Now back in service I bought a close out of 5000 RWS target pellets at Meijer's for $2.

I come home after work in the summer of 1997, and found my oldest and his best friend in the back yard having "Target Practice", shooting stationary clay pidgin's at 50 yards. I took a turn and had 10 shots in a 1/4" group. The competition that was made for was probably 10 Meter (33') indoor offhand. The owner of Champion Shooter Supply's son held the NCAA , US and World record in that discipline at the time!

I ask the value on the gun. The owner said it wasn't worth more than the $200 I paid for it. However the sights on it were a discontinued model that was still very popular and they were worth an additional $450-500!

The gun is still in a case in my basement. The sights are on my last Anshutz target 22. I taught my Godson to shoot with that rifle and sights set-up in 2013.

Ivan

 

[desi2358]

makes you wonder why they were getting rid of them like that

People can get weird about guns. Most common thing I've seen over the years is someone passes or a relationship ends and someone ends up with guns they don't want. Now and then someone reacts to things like a shooting and decide to get those "evil" guns out of the house before they start committing any crimes, especially when there are kids in the house. There are also cases where folks cleaning out the house of a deceased family member and no one even knew they had a gun or guns.

Some people see dollar signs and rush off to sell them. Some are either afraid of or simply hate guns and just want them gone. I've known of guns to be picked out of trash cans on garbage day, some dump them at a scrap yard or ask the police to take them. I've been gifted a few guns by people who just wanted them out of the house and knew I was into guns. Used to get a lot of the money hungry ones at the gun shop looking to make a buck. Often got ammo and other gun items that way too.

 

[diyj98]

I knew a couple guys that worked in a landfill around Washington D.C. in the 60's. They told me they found a number of guns in the trash over the years. I'm sure some were tossed that had been used in crimes, but others were just tossed by non gun people who ended up with them through family or other ways.

A couple years ago I purchased a couple bags of shot from a guy who found them in a deceased family member's estate. The guy found the shot told me he was going to turn it into the police because he wasn't sure he could legally sell it. I assured him that two bags full of tiny lead balls wasn't illegal to sell and ended up buying them from him.

 

[Golddollar]

Some people see dollar signs and rush off to sell them. Some are either afraid of or simply hate guns and just want them gone. I've known of guns to be picked out of trash cans on garbage day, some dump them at a scrap yard or ask the police to take them.

That's how I got a beautiful High Standard .22 target pistol. The widow of a competitive shooter held on to her late husband's guns for a long period of time and them decided to turn them into the police. I don't know if she went to the Reading, PA police or a suburban police force. Luckily in this case the police didn't send the guns to the smelter but told her to take the guns to a gun shop and get some money for them. Somehow I got wind of the gun, probably from Gunbroker. I called the shop, told them I wanted to look at the gun, jumped in the car and headed for Reading, PA. The gun was in great shape, and I ended up taking it home instead of it ending up in the smelter. I still have it.

 

[VincentW]

My brother owns a metal recycling facility (AKA junkyard) that’s next to the municipal recycling transfer facility(AKA dump). The public stops at his place before going to the transfer facility because it costs money there and also people feel better about recycling something.
Anyway, I was helping out one morning when a typical soccer mom pulled up in her Volvo station wagon. She was nervous as she opened the hatchback and pulled out a couple of long, thin items wrapped up in brown paper, telling me she wasn’t sure if we would accept these. I went to tear the paper away, and she said no, no, take those inside and unwrap them where nobody will see. OK, now you really got my attention. Went inside and unwrapped a couple of pellet rifles. She told me she had wrapped them up so the neighbors wouldn’t see them. I suppressed laughter and assured her we would take them. She went back to the car and returned with several tins of.Ely .177 pellets. The lady graciously thanked me for taking those things off her hands before driving away.
My brother said I was welcome to them, I chose the Ruger Blackhawk elite .177 with a scope and a couple tins of pellets. It sat in the garage forgotten until earlier today when I decided to give it a try. I was amazed, fired a few pellets at a piece of cardboard 40 feet away and had a group less than an inch. I did use the rail of my pick up bed as a rest.
Don’t think I’ve shot a pellet or BB gun since the 60s so I was quite surprised.
Kevin G


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When I was about 7, I got a little too into target practice—ended up filling a garbage can with blackbirds, and whatever else I could hit. My mom saw that and put her foot down: 'From now on, you're only allowed to shoot locusts!' So yeah… if I'd had a scoped pellet gun back then, I'd have been out in the yard picking off grasshoppers like a sniper in the weeds.

 

[wood714]

I bought a Gamo 22 Whisper pellet rifle a couple years ago. I used it for the last 2 armadillos I've shot. Most effective. It has a built in suppressor, but it's louder than my 8" 10/22 suppressed.