348Winchester
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My parents bought me a Winchester 94 in 30 WCF for Christmas in 1980. I remember how exciting it was anticipating what was in that long box under the tree! I have hunted with that rifle in many states and it has taken whitetails, mulies, black bears, coyotes, and feral dogs. She now wears many scratches and other beauty marks. She has helped me create many, many fond memories. In 1997, the first time I hunted the rolling plains of northeastern Montana, the locals snickered and sneered at my "John Wayne gun" as they called it. They all told me I needed a flat shooting, scoped, bolt action to kill deer. After a few days of working the brushy coulees with the wind in my face, a fat and mature 10 point jumped out of a small copse of trees. He did not make it far. The Montana boys had some crow to eat!