From deer woods and duck blinds to trap fields and patrol cars, the Remington 870 earned its place as America’s shotgun by being affordable, reliable, and endlessly useful.
Welcome to today’s Photo of the Day! Here we have a Prussian Potsdam Model 1809 percussion conversion rifle-musket with buttplate tang and barrel dated 1832. The base gun started life as a flintlock. The 1832 date tells you when Prussia decided to modernize it, pulling the flintlock hardware ...
There's a pretty common misconception floating around gun circles that Samuel Colt had some hand in the Single Action Army. Maybe he designed it, maybe he approved it, maybe he at least lived to see it. The reality is that Colt died in January 1862, more than a decade before the SAA ever exi...
A good bipod isn't just about keeping the muzzle off the ground. It's a stability system that lets a shooter manage recoil, control follow-through, and call shots with confidence. In prone, a bipod replaces the shooter's supporting arm, freeing it for trigger control and loading. I...
SAF says Contra Costa County residents are barred from carry setups that out-of-county California permit holders can legally carry through the county.
COOLBAUGH TOWNSHIP, PA — A Monroe County man died inside his own home last week after another man forced his way in and chased him upstairs at gunpoint, according to Pocono Mountain Regional Police. Police say Layzon Breland, 26, of Tobyhanna, was shot multiple times, including a fatal wound to...
The new One Horse Express Rifle pairs a factory-installed Atrius Forced Reset Selector with a tuned 16-inch AR-15 platform, giving shooters a ready-to-run option without the usual aftermarket fitting headaches.
What belongs in a patrol vehicle trauma kit beyond the issued IFAK, how to organize it for access under stress, and the consumable rotation discipline that keeps it functional when it matters.
Charred lodgepoles scratching a gunmetal sky reflected my mood. This morning the elk had won. No plan in mind, I climbed beyond where they’d scattered. Probing the slope’s crest from the sit with my binocular, I saw it. Among ranks of black boles with low-arcing limbs, a branch curved up...