I've had the good fortune to shoot Mosin Nagants and an M1 at past blogshoots, and of course Belles's Tokorev SVT40 anytime I get the hankering. Others as well I'm sure I'm forgetting.
I thought they were cool to shoot. The M1 almost seemed to not need my participation to put a round on target. But, I had somewhat of a "meh" reaction nonetheless.
Now that I've torn down one of the Mosin's Belle brought back from her trip up yonder, something existential has changed in my mind.
In the process of field stripping I came to know how the rifle was put together. In the process of cleaning I came to know how the moving parts worked, the Mosin bolt I found the most interesting.
Simple solution to a complex problem.
I find I'm searching for ways to make the Mosin bolt work better. (woe is me)
I've already ordered two recoil pads that fit up in place of the steel butt plate on the stock.*
I've yet to break down the other Mosin Nagant and clean it up. I'm saving it for this coming weekend, because my brain tells me that I know myself and I will want another rifle to break down and fondle.
The bad / good/ bad? thing is all of the sudden I really, really want an M1 Garand of my own.**
There's also this little niggling spark of a thought in the back of my mind about an Enfield.
Do not look at me like that! It's a Mosin Nagant for crikey sake. At $139 it's hardly WWII collector's item. It's more like buying a rusted out 1968 VW bug with a seized engine. Ripe for a resto-mod.
I could put on a buffalo hide coat and a big fur hat I suppose, to damp down the recoil, but I'm pretty sure I'd pass out before I got through twenty rounds in this heat down heah.
** OOh! and a BAR too! what a tall cool drink of