From a bygone era when when you could play cowboys and indians and not be declare racist.
55
No gun required I use to take a rock and hit them to make the noise.
50
Back when you could pop a cap in someone and make it home for dinner…
44
Yep, I had one and had tons of fun with it.
29
YES! And I can hear it when I would lay the strip on a rock and hit it with another rock.
29
Smell it?
IT’s still in my nose hairs…
29
YES!!!And the smell of just shot waxed paper shotshells too! An aftershave for us old farts that smelled like either – and maaybe Hoppe’s No. 9 too – would be great. Probably be a sadly small market these days though…
16
What is this, childhood nostalgia night?
8
Chanel No.6 Shooter…
21
“I LOVE the smell of cap gun powder in the morning…. smells like victory…”
28
Yes!! And… I still have the twins’ popguns in a box in “their closet” with some little metal cars, those green soldiers, a few Pokeman cards and a some other stuff. It wasn’t that long ago… was it? Was it…? Was… it… oh…
18
I’d get inside my dad’s ’55 Chevy pick-up and load up my Mattel Tommy Burst M-1 Sub-Machinegun and fire off roll after roll of caps until the truck was filled with smoke so thick you couldn’t see outside. Good Times!
14
I liked hitting the whole rolled up roll with a hammer. Sometimes it would catch fire.
You ever smell another man’s hammer?
16
Still have a box of ’em!
10
What All American boy or girl didn’t have a cap gun and some caps when we were growing up back in the 50′ and 60’s. We all had them as well as BB guns and played Army and Cops and Robbers and Cowboys and Indians etc. and everyone had a good time and we all grew up to normal well adjusted adults. Kids nowadays don’t know what is to be free like we were back then and to be able pay like we did. I miss those days when I was a kid and a free range kid to boot along with my brothers and most of the neighbor boys and some girls as well. I can still smell and hear those cap guns and caps especially the Mattell Greenie Stick Em Caps. It was the sound of freedom for young American boys and girls.
22
Able to play, not pay, freely without adult supervision. My dad and his brothers back in the 30’s were even more free as long as they didn’t get too carried away. My dad and his next oldest brother even used some of my grandfathers dynamite which he used for blowing up stumps and other large objects on the farm to catch fish on Hayden Lake in N. Idaho. Try that now and you’d be busted for life.
15
I had a Tommy Burst gun as a kid. Pull back the charging handle and you’d get about twenty shots. Smoke would come rolling out the barrel. That wonderful smell. Used to buy boxes of caps and put them in vise and tighten until they all exploded at once also. Good times!
16
Yes … the smell of Liberty … of Freedom.
There are still hints of that smell in the wind …
izlamo delenda est …
15
Good times!
7
Sadly, today the young boys are growing breasts and the young girls are on antidepressants. If we could have just used those cap guns to kill the government class. …
15
Not only do I remember the smell, I had that gun.
Used it so much the works corroded.
Damn, that was fun.
14
It was a gateway gun for many of us.
13
A flick of your thumbnail could set them caps off just fine.
10
Yep, had one too. Also a Davy Crocket outfit, rifle, and coonskin hat.
12
Rapid fire!
9
Odd that we never had cops called because we played with guns or shot anybody at school,
9
TimBuktu, I caught myself one day singing loudly to The Ballad of Davy Crockett with out missing a word a few years ago when I heard it on XM’s 50’s on 5 playing it much to my daughters chagrin. Darn song was still stuck in my head from being a kid back in the 50’s and early 60’s.
When I was in the fourth grade (about 1959 – 1960) I took a German WWII rifle compete with bayonet to school for show and tell. I could not lift the rifle alone so my best buddy and I carried it between the two of us to school. Today the SWAT teams would have us locked up.
12
Many of my friends and I took our shotguns with us locked up in our P/U trucks (mine was a 56 Ford F-100, my dad’s truck) to HS so we could go bird hunting after school back in the late 60’s and early 70’s. A lot of us also carried pocket knives with us to school as well. God forbid you did that now, you’d be in deep doo doo. We could be out in the country hunting pheasants, quail, Hungarian partridges (huns) etc. within 15 to 30 minutes from school.
9
“Free range kids”
Agreed 100% Geoff,
we roamed the neighborhood for a good square mile or so.
Hours on end during the Summer.
Mom never worried and we always came home to eat.
Hell, she wanted us out of her hair for some peace & quiet!
10
My dad would come out on the front porch at dusk during the Summer and whistle very loudly so we could hear him, my 3 brothers and the dog and myself and all make a beeline for home from all over the neighborhood.
4
Aroma Therapy in a time machine!
4
My school had a gun range in the basement with lockers to store your guns and ammo. The school just closed a two years ago,the staff would have fainted if they realized there was a range right in the building they were teaching in.
5
Where it all starts.
First the cap gun.
There was also a bomb projectile you threw that had a place for a cap in the nose. Next level fun with pretend explosions.
Of course, the next level we found after that was taking some utility candles and forming a wax grenade in which we inserted a Black Cat firecracker.
Re-loadable. The wax got grayer and darker as you used it so it started looking more metallic at some point.
Definitely good times.
4
“Pony Boy” engraved on it.
?? Son of Dog-Faced Pony Soldier?
4
Has the government banned them yet?
1
In ’54 I got a Cavy Crockett rifle for Christmas (yes GWB and BHO I said Christmas!) It fired caps from a roll just like that! My wife – not meet for 9 years – got a Coonskin Cap; cause only Gen. Goldwater said girls should shoot.
killed lot of injuns. little did I know that in 13 years if would for real be in INDIAN COUNTRY!
3
Y’all are a bunch of pussies. My brother and I used to have Estes rocket-shooting wars with each other. We used waterproof cannon fuse and Zippo lighters to get those fuckers goin’
2
ehhhh. Cap guns? Cowboys and Indians? You guys don’t know what fun is till you start a forest fire.
1
Late to the sharing, but I have a picture of a blond braids me dressed as Annie Oakley with my guns in holsters on my little 5 year old hips
3
I can smell those caps right now. The smell was addictive. LOL! I liked it!
The memories are stlll fresh of 4th of July celebrations and summers with plastic cap guns.
Most of the time those cheapo plastic cap guns would break and rocks were the next best thing.
Yep!
Those were the days for a young kid.
From a bygone era when when you could play cowboys and indians and not be declare racist.
No gun required I use to take a rock and hit them to make the noise.
Back when you could pop a cap in someone and make it home for dinner…
Yep, I had one and had tons of fun with it.
YES! And I can hear it when I would lay the strip on a rock and hit it with another rock.
Smell it?
IT’s still in my nose hairs…
YES!!!And the smell of just shot waxed paper shotshells too! An aftershave for us old farts that smelled like either – and maaybe Hoppe’s No. 9 too – would be great. Probably be a sadly small market these days though…
What is this, childhood nostalgia night?
Chanel No.6 Shooter…
“I LOVE the smell of cap gun powder in the morning…. smells like victory…”
Yes!! And… I still have the twins’ popguns in a box in “their closet” with some little metal cars, those green soldiers, a few Pokeman cards and a some other stuff. It wasn’t that long ago… was it? Was it…? Was… it… oh…
I’d get inside my dad’s ’55 Chevy pick-up and load up my Mattel Tommy Burst M-1 Sub-Machinegun and fire off roll after roll of caps until the truck was filled with smoke so thick you couldn’t see outside. Good Times!
I liked hitting the whole rolled up roll with a hammer. Sometimes it would catch fire.
You ever smell another man’s hammer?
Still have a box of ’em!
What All American boy or girl didn’t have a cap gun and some caps when we were growing up back in the 50′ and 60’s. We all had them as well as BB guns and played Army and Cops and Robbers and Cowboys and Indians etc. and everyone had a good time and we all grew up to normal well adjusted adults. Kids nowadays don’t know what is to be free like we were back then and to be able pay like we did. I miss those days when I was a kid and a free range kid to boot along with my brothers and most of the neighbor boys and some girls as well. I can still smell and hear those cap guns and caps especially the Mattell Greenie Stick Em Caps. It was the sound of freedom for young American boys and girls.
Able to play, not pay, freely without adult supervision. My dad and his brothers back in the 30’s were even more free as long as they didn’t get too carried away. My dad and his next oldest brother even used some of my grandfathers dynamite which he used for blowing up stumps and other large objects on the farm to catch fish on Hayden Lake in N. Idaho. Try that now and you’d be busted for life.
I had a Tommy Burst gun as a kid. Pull back the charging handle and you’d get about twenty shots. Smoke would come rolling out the barrel. That wonderful smell. Used to buy boxes of caps and put them in vise and tighten until they all exploded at once also. Good times!
Yes … the smell of Liberty … of Freedom.
There are still hints of that smell in the wind …
izlamo delenda est …
Good times!
Sadly, today the young boys are growing breasts and the young girls are on antidepressants. If we could have just used those cap guns to kill the government class. …
Not only do I remember the smell, I had that gun.
Used it so much the works corroded.
Damn, that was fun.
It was a gateway gun for many of us.
A flick of your thumbnail could set them caps off just fine.
Yep, had one too. Also a Davy Crocket outfit, rifle, and coonskin hat.
Rapid fire!
Odd that we never had cops called because we played with guns or shot anybody at school,
TimBuktu, I caught myself one day singing loudly to The Ballad of Davy Crockett with out missing a word a few years ago when I heard it on XM’s 50’s on 5 playing it much to my daughters chagrin. Darn song was still stuck in my head from being a kid back in the 50’s and early 60’s.
https://capgunstore.com/shop/ols/categories/cap-guns
When I was in the fourth grade (about 1959 – 1960) I took a German WWII rifle compete with bayonet to school for show and tell. I could not lift the rifle alone so my best buddy and I carried it between the two of us to school. Today the SWAT teams would have us locked up.
Many of my friends and I took our shotguns with us locked up in our P/U trucks (mine was a 56 Ford F-100, my dad’s truck) to HS so we could go bird hunting after school back in the late 60’s and early 70’s. A lot of us also carried pocket knives with us to school as well. God forbid you did that now, you’d be in deep doo doo. We could be out in the country hunting pheasants, quail, Hungarian partridges (huns) etc. within 15 to 30 minutes from school.
“Free range kids”
Agreed 100% Geoff,
we roamed the neighborhood for a good square mile or so.
Hours on end during the Summer.
Mom never worried and we always came home to eat.
Hell, she wanted us out of her hair for some peace & quiet!
My dad would come out on the front porch at dusk during the Summer and whistle very loudly so we could hear him, my 3 brothers and the dog and myself and all make a beeline for home from all over the neighborhood.
Aroma Therapy in a time machine!
My school had a gun range in the basement with lockers to store your guns and ammo. The school just closed a two years ago,the staff would have fainted if they realized there was a range right in the building they were teaching in.
Where it all starts.
First the cap gun.
There was also a bomb projectile you threw that had a place for a cap in the nose. Next level fun with pretend explosions.
Of course, the next level we found after that was taking some utility candles and forming a wax grenade in which we inserted a Black Cat firecracker.
Re-loadable. The wax got grayer and darker as you used it so it started looking more metallic at some point.
Definitely good times.
“Pony Boy” engraved on it.
?? Son of Dog-Faced Pony Soldier?
Has the government banned them yet?
In ’54 I got a Cavy Crockett rifle for Christmas (yes GWB and BHO I said Christmas!) It fired caps from a roll just like that! My wife – not meet for 9 years – got a Coonskin Cap; cause only Gen. Goldwater said girls should shoot.
killed lot of injuns. little did I know that in 13 years if would for real be in INDIAN COUNTRY!
Y’all are a bunch of pussies. My brother and I used to have Estes rocket-shooting wars with each other. We used waterproof cannon fuse and Zippo lighters to get those fuckers goin’
ehhhh. Cap guns? Cowboys and Indians? You guys don’t know what fun is till you start a forest fire.
Late to the sharing, but I have a picture of a blond braids me dressed as Annie Oakley with my guns in holsters on my little 5 year old hips
I can smell those caps right now. The smell was addictive. LOL! I liked it!
The memories are stlll fresh of 4th of July celebrations and summers with plastic cap guns.
Most of the time those cheapo plastic cap guns would break and rocks were the next best thing.