DUTCH HALL RIFLES

As Dad got older and I got busier with raising my own family, our outdoor activities were curtailed to an annual outing in the sandhills of west central Nebraska looking for deer. The deer were so plentiful, that even that became somewhat of a chore for both of us. He passed away in 2010, and remains one of the best outdoorsmen I have ever known. So now without a hunting buddy, I figured my days of regular time hunting were over.