For a rifleman or a hunter, only a teenage supermodel crush matches the allure of a custom rifle chambered for a wildcat cartridge. Many of my friends in high school had the iconic bathing suit poster of Farrah Fawcett on their wall. I didn’t, but under my bed were dozens of magazines filled with images of custom rifles I fantasized of firing. Once bitten, that lust never subsides, but as I matured my tastes became more specific.
Because they might best bridge the gap between varmint and big game cartridges, I’ve always had a thing for quarter bores. My obsession started with the .250-3000 or.250 Savage, progressed through the.257 Roberts, and included a brief, though tenuous affair with the .25-06. For many, and I’m no different, to really like a…