Be Careful Loaning Out Your PCPs

Hey all, just wanted to give a heads up on loaning out your PCPs. I had a very good friend who wanted to borrow one of my PCPs so I happily lent it to him in a nice hard case as anyone would. A few weeks passed and I felt like generosity was creeping towards abuse. Long story short I had a mild confrontation when I FINALLY got my hard case back only to open it up and find two tuned P-Rods in it rather than the Notos I had loaned out.

Rather than lose a friendship I ordered another and let my friend keep it. No idea what to do with these P-Rods though. I guess I will set a few cans up 20’ away and let the kids plink at them. I would think the pellet drop wouldnt be that bad for them.
 
I sweat it out only letting someone hold one of my guns. So many guys will scratch up their guns first day they have them. All thumbs. Or paws? Think you're going to use one of my lathes or milling machines? One of my drill presses? Make me laugh. NO! You CAN use my cordless drill. But you better bring it right back! TODAY!
 
Hey all, just wanted to give a heads up on loaning out your PCPs. I had a very good friend who wanted to borrow one of my PCPs so I happily lent it to him in a nice hard case as anyone would. A few weeks passed and I felt like generosity was creeping towards abuse. Long story short I had a mild confrontation when I FINALLY got my hard case back only to open it up and find two tuned P-Rods in it rather than the Notos I had loaned out.

Rather than lose a friendship I ordered another and let my friend keep it. No idea what to do with these P-Rods though. I guess I will set a few cans up 20’ away and let the kids plink at them. I would think the pellet drop wouldnt be that bad for them.
So... did he swap/sell your rifle for 2 prods? either way... Dude... That wasn't a friend to begin with.. I would never!!! Your better off without that so called friend..
 
When I was a young buck I rented a room from two little old ladies for a short time out of necessity. (Maybe because I was being a knuckle head?) I borrowed a powder burner from my older cousin for deer season because I thought I needed something more energy than my .35 Rem. I had it in my room. The ladies and I weren't exactly on the best terms because I kept stumbling in late nights and raiding the fridge munching out on their ice cream! I was on my way out. Bless those sweet ladies they're long gone. The two two dears had given my cousin's rifle to the police because they had gone into my room and saw the gun and it scared them. Oh No! My cousin was expecting his gun back............I don't even remember how it went but I got it back and my cousin was none the wiser. I looked up to him because he was a great family man and father. I never told him what happened with his rifle. I followed his footsteps and he was proud of me. I surprised a few people. All I'm gonna say. The young bucks look to me now. And I'll bust their butts if they aren't living right. Taking care of their business. My cousin died of cancer at 72. Two years ago and I never told him about it. I would love to tell him now. He and I would laugh and he'd shake his head. I needed men like him in my life. Family is everything.
God and family
 
Lol I don't think I could ever do it. At least not one I cared about. I did let my cousin and uncle use my refurbished Avenger with the hopes that they would buy it. Gun was fine but too long for my liking anymore. And they did end up buying it. Now they have 9 pcps between my 2 cousins and my uncle and the 5 grandkids he has lol.
 
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I learned a long time ago not to lend out my guns. When I was 13 my Dad gave me a new Savage bolt action clip fed 3 shot 20ga. shotgun for my birthday. I kept it in great condition for over 10 years. My Dad died when I was 19 so it was very important to me. Well a good friend of mine ask me if he could borrow it to shoot a coon that was killing his kittens so I said ok. After 3 months of not hearing from him I finally went to get it. When I got there and he brought it to me it had a BIG crack in the wrist of the stock!! He said he had no idea how it got there. he didn't even offer to have it repaired or pay me for it. I never spoke to him again or lent out another gun after that. What made that gun so special to me was my Dad didn't like guns after coming home from WW2 but never discourage me from owning or shooting them. He had been in Battan in the Phillipines in the war and said he had seen enough death.