Of Franchis & log fires
The clocks went back on Saturday night, heralding the start of autumn. Maybe that is why it was raining so hard on Sunday morning or maybe it because simply because it was a Sunday. Still the rain was pouring down but reader Tricky & your humble correspondent had decided to head off to the clay range regardless – well it was either go & get wet or face the bedlam that is Free Market Towers on a Sunday, so no choice really.

Now instead of taking my Beretta, for some reason that I can’t quite fathom, I decided to break out the Franchi 20-guage. The reason that I try to kid myself that I bought in the first place was I thought that it would be an ideal little gun for Mrs FM to learn to shoot with – light & next to no recoil. However I must have been kidding myself because the moment she clapped eyes on it, out came a loud yuck & since that day about 5 years ago, I think that she has only shot it once.
It could be because it is a semi-automatic or maybe it is because of the Realtree paint job but Mrs FM, bless her little traditionalist little heart simply refuses to use it which is why I bought a Beretta Silver Pigeon & even that, an over & under, she secretly regards as a tad too modern.
So, in 5 years of ownership, I doubt that it has shot more than a thousand rounds. I have used it on quite a few bunny bashing expeditions where its synthetic finish comes into its own – bouncing around in a Landie at night - but the few times that I have tried to shoot clays, for whatever reason I have never been able to consistently connect with anything. But what the heck, there’s a first time for everything & its raining like billy-o
Of course, all of this missing is completely down to operator error. If I do have any criticisms of the gun, firstly the cocking handle, its way way too small. Maybe it has been designed for dainty designer Italian hands or maybe, after years of using military weapons I am used to something a little larger & more robust but to my way of thinking, that handle is far too small.
Secondly, when it comes to ammunition, its more sensitive than a Welshman with a grievance. I have shot it dry, wet, dirty, clean & every combination thereof, but try as I might, I just can’t get it to cycle on 24 gram shells. Now I know that the answer is to shoot 28’s (doh!) but a lot a clay grounds will only let you shoot their own ammo & invariably those will be low fat loads. However yesterday the range we were at allows to to use your own shells so I shot a combination of both. Predictably, the 24’s wouldn't cycle but the Franchi was flawless on the 28’s.
In fact, aside for the aforementioned ammunition issues, that little gun went really really well. I even managed to connect with between 50-60% of everything which I was absolutely delighted with, especially given that the conditions were slightly less than ideal.
But when it comes to getting home wet, lets just say that is why we have Aga – not because of all of that slow cooking blah blah blah nonsense but because designer kitchens might be all very well for Gordon or Jamie, but they don’t have anywhere where you can dry sopping shooting kit. That takes Mrs Aga

With all the clobber gently drying out, time for one of my favourite pastimes: weapons cleaning. Now that is one of the advantages of a semi-automatic…lots of lovely little bits to clean. Yes I know, some regard actually this part of the post shooting ritual as a bit of an anathema, but I take a simple pleasure in sitting down with either a mug of tea (or a large glass of whiskey) & taking the time to clean a firearm really well. Well it sure beats having to talk to the children

& with everything sorted out & stowed away, only then did your humble correspondent feel that he had earned the right to settle down on the sofa of sloth, as some of The Englishman’s logs crackled away cheerfully in the wood burner & get stuck into an immense stack of gun porn oh yes, & an equally large drinky-poos

How glad am I to be back from Asia?
Comments
Welcome home, I too was out topping up feeders with my youngest and the family 28 bore, too wet even for the birds!
Posted by: TimC | October 27, 2008 9:12 AM
Welcome back from the Middle Kingdom. I too have a Franchi shotgun that I don't shoot much. One of my friends loves to bust clay pigeons with it though. Mine isn't cammied but a SPAS 12 still gets a lot of funny looks. Mine has regular stock with pistol grip, not that coat hangar looking thing.
Posted by: Walt | October 27, 2008 3:05 PM
I'm with Mrs. FM. The camo is hideously ugly, and this "over/under" business is just a passing fad.
Shotgun barrels should be side by side, like a man and his dog, and not over and under like a man and his mistress.
Posted by: Kim du Toit | October 28, 2008 3:24 PM
By the way, did you go to the same clay range we went to?
Posted by: Kim du Toit | October 28, 2008 3:54 PM
Kim, no it wasn't. That one was down at Mere. The range I was at on Sunday is about 4 miles from FM Towers & about the same distance from The Castle.
Its only open on a Sunday & Wednesday evenings in the summer. The latout isnt that good but its cheap & does a mean bacon buttie...& both of those factors go a long way in my book
Posted by: Mr Free Market | October 28, 2008 8:54 PM