Written by Neil Harmse

Chapter 18. The Slug Gun

As I approached my mid-60s, I decided I would ‘retire’ from game hunting and concentrate on wingshooting. I have a passion for vintage and well-made side-by-side shotguns, and it gives me great pleasure to step into the veld with a gun that is over 100 years old and still shoots as well today as it did when it left the gun-maker’s bench.

This is the epitome of the gun-maker’s art. I sold my hunting rifles and kept a selection of favourite shotguns with which to pursue my chosen sport.

Winchester Model 37 slug gun after restoration.

In the areas where most of my wingshooting takes place, I often come across warthog and feral pigs which do a lot of damage to farmers’ crops, causing a loss of income for the landowner.

This sparked an interest in me to hunt these problem animals, but I had no gun appropriate for the task. Carrying a few rifled slug loads in a pocket while hunting birds was not an ideal solution, as these are not at all accurate in my vintage side-by-side shotguns and could be damaging to them. My thoughts turned to a dedicated slug gun.

During a visit to the Krugersdorp workshop of my good friend and gunsmith, Hennie Mulder, I mentioned that I was looking for an old single-barrel 12-bore shotgun such as a Harrington and Richardson, Stevens, Savage or similar to convert to a slug gun as a project.

I noticed a faraway look in Hennie’s eyes as he walked over to one of his storage safes. Scratching around in the deepest recesses, he produced an old, very rusty Winchester model 37 which he had taken into stock many years ago. He offered this old gun to me, saying that if it would serve the purpose, I could work on it in his workshop and he would help where he could.

Despite the exterior rusty and neglected look, the gun was in sound shooting condition. On dismantling it, we found a lot of rust and surface pitting on the outside of the barrel and action, but Hennie assured me that this could all be cleaned up. So a project was born.

The first order of business was for me to polish out the barrel with ISSO bore paste, bore solvent and a piece of ‘Scotch’ pad using a long rod and a drill. With a bit of hard work and elbow grease, the barrel was soon shining again, with extraordinarily few signs of pitting, and appeared to be in quite reasonable condition. Next was using the lathe to cut the 32” (81,28cm) barrel down to a manageable 25” (63,5cm) and carefully crown and polish the muzzle. This also served to remove the extra-full choke and turn it into a cylinder choke, which is ideal for optimum slug accuracy.

I had decided to fit a ghost-ring sight which would be tter for my tired old eyes, so I searched for through my boxes of old Magnum magazines and found some articles by Gregor Woods and Koos Barnard covering their ideas and experiences with these sights. I started cutting them out and filing them, and I soon had a couple of prototypes to try out. Hennie had a low-profile, front-sight ramp and bead sight which would serve nicely, but the ghost ring rear-sights I had made were not quite suitable. Scratching among some spares in Hennie’s storage trays, I found a sling swivel ring that I thought would make an ideal sight. At around 4mm, the aperture looked right and if we could find or make a base to mount it on, it would be ideal. Also among the spares, I found a sight base that someone had cut down, which could be adapted. The biggest problem was cutting the radii of the front- and rear-sight bases to match those of the barrel round where the mounting points would be. This was where Hennie’s expertise came to the fore. He carefully worked these down on a lathe until the fit was perfect. He then fixed these onto the barrel with Superglue as a temporary measure until we could bore-sight and test-shoot the gun.

The stock was a bit short and needed lengthening, so I added a recoil pad to bring the length of pull up to my required 14½” (36,8cm). Once this was done, I tackled the stripping and sanding of the stock and fore end, which took a lot of elbow grease. I then started filling, sealing and oiling to bring out the grain and give it a durable finish. I used Birchwood Casey’s True Oil, which I rubbed into the stock in very thin coatings, leaving it to dry and set for a day between applications. This was done over a period of about a week. Once I was happy with the seal and finish, I hand-rubbed a mixture of Schaftol and walnut oil into the wood, repeating it several times. I then polished it with a piece of oiled sheepskin. This took days of hard work, but the wood turned out looking good. Well worth the effort.

Hennie again came to the rescue with his expertise, doing a wrap-around checkering pattern at about 18 lines per inch to provide a good grip, since we figured the lightweight gun would produce a sharp recoil with slug loads. Before polishing and re-blueing, we went to the range to carry out a rough bore-sight and preliminary firing to ensure the sights were correctly positioned before soldering them into place. Hot Power Guns in Krugersdorp has a convenient indoor range that allowed us to test-fire at 25m, which we felt would give an indication of where the shots were going. We used SP Brenneke slugs, as well as African Rifled Slugs loaded with Borra slugs from Italy. These were remarkably similar to the old SP Penetrator slugs. These slugs produced a three-shot group measuring 3,5cm x 5cm. This was the first time I had used a ghost- ring sight and I was impressed with the quick target acquisition it facilitated.

The next and most time-consuming task was removing the rust and grime from the outer barrel, action, interior and flats, as well as all the other nooks and crannies, and then preparing the metalwork for blueing. Fortunately, Hennie offered the help of his able assistant, Sam, who did most of this work. Among his other areas of expertise, Sam was excellent at preparing the metalwork for the bluing tank, so I left this in his capable hands.

When the metalwork was done to satisfaction, Hennie applied his special rust-blueing formula which he used for his custom rifles and shotguns. This produces a deep, rich and durable gun-blue finish to the metalwork which protects it from rust and corrosion.

Well, finally, the hard work and the long wait paid off. The old gun, which had spent years in the back of Hennie’s gun safe rusting away, now had a new lease on life and had been 96 transformed from a dirty, rusty old ‘sow’s ear’ into a functional, good-looking and working ‘silk purse’, which can once again be taken with pride into the hunting field.

My grateful thanks go to Sam, whose draw filing and polishing of the metal to remove the rust and pitting brought it almost to a mirror finish, ready for the bluing tank. Without his hard work, the finish would not have turned out as well as it did. And, of course, my special thanks go to Hennie Mulder for his expert advice and help in achieving the final result of this interesting project.

All that is left now is to arrange a pig-hunt for the ultimate test!

Written by Neil Harmse

Chapter 18. Silver Shooters

To quote George Bernard Shaw: ‘Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime it is to waste it on children.’ We never consider that we are getting older, and things change… As I myself get older, I have been doing more wingshooting than game hunting. I find it more relaxing, more sociable and more sedentary than tracking miles and miles through bushveld after game animals.

It was after my 60th birthday that I first realised that my shooting was a bit worse than it used to be, but I just thought I needed more practice. Then I went to renew my driver’s licence and was told I needed glasses. This came as a bit of a shock. Hell, I could still see the road signs, couldn’t I!?

With the new glasses, I realised I could see better, but my shooting was still not as good as it used to be. My friendly optometrist, who is also a shooter, suggested I have my bifocal close-up lenses cut a little lower, so that they were not in my line of vision when looking along the barrels of my shotgun. He also suggested I keep away from multi-focal lenses, as they tend to distort images and distance.

So again, off to the range for a bit of practice and coaching. At least I could now see what I was shooting at, but I found I was still having frustrating misses when I thought I should be connecting. The problem was that my movement and swing were leaving a lot to be desired.

If we think about it, as we age, instead of maturing like fine wine, our advancing years bring their own set of problems, such as stiff and aching joints, which reduce our mobility. This can also be exacerbated by injuries from our youth and possibly by surgical procedures. My particular problem stemmed from a pinched nerve which resulted in a surgical procedure on my neck, causing loss of mobility to swing or turn to my left. Other problems were occasional sore shoulders and loss of dexterity in my arms. In addition, our body shape can and does change over time – sometimes monthly, never mind years! Because of all this, my shooting had gone to hell. So, without giving up the sport I was passionate about, I had to find solutions.

My first thought was that it was a good excuse to buy a new shotgun. Perhaps a light 20-gauge, which would help with faster handling and swing. So after a bit of searching, I found a 20-gauge that suited my pocket and my idea of a good handling gun. I soon found that the gun had completely different handling characteristics from the 12-gauge guns I was used to. With reduced weight and slim lines, I was swinging wildly and, of course, off target. Back to the range and a bit more coaching. I was soon handling the lighter gun better and with more controlled swing, and was now connecting targets more consistently. Also, I did not find that the 20-gauge was any less efficient than my 12-gauge guns. There was a marked improvement in my shooting and I was confident that I was on the right path.

However, I still missed using my old 12s that had become part of my shooting scene over many years and my thoughts were about how to use them and become efficient with those same old guns again. But the problem remained movement and stiffness, which restricted my gun-mounting. I found that when mounting the gun for a fast shot, the stock was catching under my arm. I was simply not getting my arms to lift and move the gun sufficiently to clear my armpit.

A simple solution was to get my friend Hennie Mulder, an experienced stock-maker and gunsmith, to shorten the stock and reduce the length of pull by about 12,7mm (half an inch). Fortunately, this worked for me and my gun-mounting improved considerably. Of course, some shooters may still have difficulty and may have to look at further alterations to get the gun barrels in line. This could include raising the comb height to bring the eyes level with the rib and barrels. It may also be necessary to change the cast of the stock. If the vision in the master eye is weakened, a cross-eye stock may have to be considered.

This might be better than learning to shoot off the left shoulder, after decades of righthand shooting (or vice versa). A difficult choice. Your old, comfortable, favourite gun could possibly be further lightened by shortening the barrels and fitting multi-chokes, as well as removing some weight from the stock by having a stock-maker drill and remove wood from inside, behind the recoil pad or butt plate. (Please do not do this to your Holland Royal, Purdey or Boss!)

Speaking of recoil: do not consider fitting a mercury or spring/inertia recoil reducer. These tend to add weight where it should not be and could affect the balance of your favourite gun. A decent recoil pad such as a Pachmayer decelerator or similar will make recoil acceptable and help with gun-handling. Avoid cheap, hard rubber pads at all costs.

You may be lucky enough to find a lightweight 12-gauge with stock dimensions and barrel length to suit your requirements. By using lighter loads, you may find that your shooting improves considerably. I find that 26-30g loads have much less recoil and are adequate for all the shooting I do. Avoid using heavy loads such as 32–42g in a lightweight gun, as the recoil will be considerable.

My shooting style has also had to change to cope with my loss of mobility. In the past, I could raise my gun and swing with the bird or target, get my lead and fire. Now, because my body is not as flexible as it once was, I hold my gun at hip or waist height, barrels up, and follow the bird by moving my hips, with the barrels pointing where I anticipate shooting, then flick the gun to my shoulder slightly ahead of the bird and fire. This is a ‘modified’ Churchill method which I find works for me. Whatever problems you encounter with your shotgun shooting, it always helps to get onto the range under the eye of a good and experienced coach who can offer advice. It could save hours of frustration, as well as a lot of burnt powder and wasted shot.

So my advice to all you ‘silver shooters’ out there is: don’t decide to give up your favourite sport just because the old body ain’t what it used to be. There are solutions to keep you burning powder. Keep shooting!

Written by Neil Harmse

Chapter 17. Why Wingshooting

I think there are as many reasons hunters pursue game as there are hunters – and those who hunt feathered game are no exception. When I decided to sell off my rifles and, instead, take up my sport of ‘shooting flying’, I had to seriously consider this change in my hunting options.

I have always enjoyed and thrilled in the challenge of tracking and following game animals in their natural habitat, studying their habits and their ways of eluding a hunter. The kill was simply an end to the challenge.

I have also always enjoyed the challenge of wingshooting, especially with a well-made and well-balanced shotgun. My shotguns are mostly of a vintage variety and I feel there is nothing as satisfying as stepping out into the veld in pursuit of either terrestrial game birds or waterfowl with a gun made over 100 years ago, knowing that it will do the work it was designed for the day it left the maker’s bench. The beauty and balance of these old English guns are a joy to behold.

Another reason I decided to take up wingshooting, as opposed to game hunting, was that because I was advancing in years, this sport was less strenuous and could be shared with a good companion or two for an enjoyable day’s outing, whereas game hunting was a more solitary pursuit. My good friend and hunting ‘buddy’ of about 45 years, Terry Murfin, was always ready to join in a shoot and many a day or weekend was spent walking behind a well-trained pointer, letting the dog work out where the birds were and holding them in position for a point while Terry and I strolled along, chatting about mutual interests and past experiences. Once the dogs were showing the point, we would take turns having the first shot, the way gentlemen hunters and friends should. This made for a really great day’s outing and a thoroughly enjoyable shoot. We would never worry about shooting a lot of birds and were quite satisfied with a brace or two for the pot, taken in an ethical and sporting way.

Unfortunately, Terry has now passed away and is sorely missed when I am in the veld on a shoot. I am fortunate that my son, Craig, and grandson, Kyle, also enjoy the sport and – having been brought up to respect the idea of ethical hunting – will hopefully also be my companions in the years ahead.

I have mentioned how good it is to hunt with a well-trained dog and would like to add a few thoughts on this topic. Whatever breed of dog you decide will suit your type of shooting, you will experience a lot of pride and pleasure in having one that helps to find the birds and add to the bag. My choice has always been for the pointing breeds, with the German short-haired pointer being a favourite. For more than 12 years, my trusted four-legged companion has been my GSP, ‘Storm’. When I first saw her, I was sitting on the veranda of my friend Dave Fowler’s clubhouse. Dave was a breeder and trainer of hunting dogs. I noticed a scrawny, young pup trying to scramble and climb over a mesh wire fence to reach us. After a few attempts, she managed to get over the fence and, with a proud wave of her stumpy tail, came to join us. I said to Dave that this dog showed guts and determination and would make a great hunting dog. He asked whether I would like to have her and I agreed with pleasure. Storm became one of my best four-legged companions and together we shared many enjoyable hunts. She passed away about two years ago and now rests in the veld on one of our favourite shooting farms near Koster in North West Province.

In Storm’s later years, I bought a young GSP to work with her and be trained by her. His name is Rocky and although he shows great promise, I am not sure whether he will be able to live up to Storm’s reputation. Only time will tell.

It is the companionship of a good friend and a good dog that make wingshooting the enjoyable sport it is reputed to be.