Metaphorically, that stock is a symbol of a long gone era to me.
A time when craftsmen poured their soul into an art piece that, when finished, was fondled by anyone that touched it. Eventually it would be lovingly slipped into a scabbard headed for a month long wilderness adventure, and in bad weather would be cuddled inside a sleeping bag for protection, not from bears, but to keep the stock dry.
Today's stocks are more practical and quickly manufactured. They are even more efficient, but when put together, they are more likely tossed on an ATV for a hasty Long Range "bangim-up, gettem home affair. The stock won't get a second look, and the only thing of interest will be how many likes are posted on social media about the amazing shot that was made.
I miss that laid back simple era and the peace that came with enjoying a fine piece of wood.
I can tell it's already a treasure Mountainman.
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