Combo rifles

[BILLY D.]

Originally posted by Dom
Interesting Billy, that you remembered that Gunsmiths name, and even spelled it correctly. He is a Master Gunmaker in the Ferlach Factory, and is listed at the Ferlach link I have placed below:

Herbert Scheiring
Klagenfurter Strasse 19
A9107 Ferlach, Austria
Tel (04227) 2876, Fax 2876


Ferlach is a very FAMOUS weapon, check out this link for some more info on Ferlach Guns.

FERLACH

I also like to go into these shops where they have craftsman making by hand and fitting and downright doing the job right. I have not been to Ferlach, but will keep that in the back of my noggin' if I ever get down that way.

But, I'm afraid you'd have to give more than just your left nux, not even both would get you a Ferlach !! WH Dom.

bless you my friend. that was 40 years ago this june when my wife and i visited his shop. we were on a motorcycle trip and just happened to stop. i'll never forget the way he eyeballed my wife. i guess i couldn't blame him. she was beautiful, blonde hair, greyish blue eyes and built like a brick chicken coop. if you didn't know you would never guess she was a mother of four. and to top it all off she spoke german fluently. she was quite extraordinary for an american. her grandparents emmigrated from russia but were part of the german population in the black sea area. odessa and kiev.

remembering herr scheirings name was no problem, i can still see the black and white sign on the front of his shop when i close my eyes. the only thing i couldn't remember was his first name. i thought it was harold. as soon as i saw herbert i thought, dum kopf.

ostereich is a beautiful country to visit. i liked it there. after we left austria we went through switzerland and into northern italy and along the mediteranian coast back up thru france to luxembourg and finally home to bitburg.

in italy we were getting hungry and stopped in a little town called aosta. being americans were were used to eating anytime we wanted. can't do that in italy, eaterys are only open certain hours. we ended up stoping at a bar. well we tried to explain our hunger problem with an italian pointee talkee and the bartender asked if we were americans in perfect english. we were agog. he said he didn't have any hot food but could fix us salads and some lunchon meat and bread along with some of the best wine i've ever had. the bartender had just moved back to italy from brooklyn. small world huh?

thanks for the info and i bookmarked it.

aufweidersehen und gut gluck mein fruende.