My dad called me a couple weeks ago and said he had a “project” for me to look at. He said he picked up an old Glenfield from a friend of the family. He knows I have a soft spot for them seeing as that’s what he taught me to shoot with.
Backstory on this is that for the last 35 years or so, it had been hanging out in a soft case in the back of the closet. I’ll let the pictures do the talking.
Holy crap. This thing was in so much need of love and affection I couldn’t help but try to revive it. The action would hardly open, only when you got a little grumpy with it, and then it didn’t close all the way. There was actually a dead, dried up cricket in the barrel. After a couple hours, some swearing, and some head scratching, I managed to get her apart and started cleaning. And that’s when I found the issues.
The guide rod was about as straight as Liberace, and those recoils springs started life as a recoil spring. $20 down the line to Brownells and the new stuff is on the way, once it gets here I’ll reassemble and function test before tearing it back down for refinishing.
Will update as I try to bring this little nut buster back to life. Here is how she sits while waiting for new parts.
