This is my (inherited) model 94 30-30 Winchester, Teddy Roosevelt commemerative edition. It has quite the history in my family, though it is a long story. Bear with me; it's kind of neat to hear it.
About 40 years ago, my grandfather (on my mother's side) bought it as a "glass safe" kind of gun. He never intended to fire it. Shortly after buying it, a dog attacked my mother (who was a girl at the time) on their Illinois farm. He reached for the closest weapon, which happened to be that Winchester, and killed the dog. That was the one and only shot ever put through it.
Fast forward about 20 years. My parents got married, moved to Az, and had me. Being sick of the cold, my grandma and grandpa followed them shortly after. The move was a bit rough financially, and my grandpa started selling off his guns to make ends meet (many of which my father bought). Dad really wanted to buy the Winchester; he thought it was something that should definitely stay in the family. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford what my grandpa was asking for it. So, in stepped my other
grandpa. Dad went to him and told him the story about the rifle. He agreed that it should stay in the family, so grandpa bought it from grandpa. Being the only duaghter of my mother, it was decided upon that I would eventually get the rifle.
I finally got it when I turned 18. My mom presented it to me for my birthday, but unfortunately tripped and dropped it on the way to the table, cracking the stock. I was still all sorts of excited about it, but it sadly stayed in my closet since I was under the mindset that it was for safe keeping only.
Super fast forward to about 2 months ago... I decided to break out the old Winchester and look into getting the stock fixed, yet somehow keep the original stock. Thankfully, my gunsmith Frank is pretty darn good with woodworking. When I picked it up from him, he mentioned that it was still perfectly capable. So, despite the glares that I got from my family, I prepped it for a range run.
Even though it hadn't had a round through it in 35 years, this rifle fired strait and true, and dead on
at that. For a 30-30, the recoil is not that bad. Granted, I did walk away with a sore arm that day (which was mainly due to all the other rifles we fired).
So, sorry about the crappy pics... All I had with me was my cell phone. If nothing else though, the story is worth sharing.
So without further adeiu...
Next to my other model 94 Winchester 30-30
The reason my family nicknamed it the "Silver Dollar Carbine" (even though it's not a silver dollar)
Needless to say, it has always been my favorite firearm. Now, it's definitely leaps and bounds ahead of my other long guns.