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The Gunsmith's Shop | Colonial Williamsburg

Gunsmith George Suiter leans over his workbench, engrossed in intricate metal work. Bright sunlight pours in a large window, and he sees clearly the parts he is fitting together. He has more than thirty years of gun-making experience, but this is unexplored territory. Suiter is reproducing an eighteenth-century swivel gun.

Used by wealthy Europeans, swivel guns had two barrels, set one atop the other. One barrel has a smooth interior and fires pellets for hunting birds and other small game. The second barrel is rifled, which means it has spiraled grooves cut into its interior. The grooves make the bullet spin as it heads toward a target, which increases range, stability, and accuracy. This barrel is for big game.

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A Riffle Gun and What Belongs To Her | Muzzle Blasts Archives

A Riffle Gun and What Belongs To Her | Muzzle Blasts Archives

This article is an original from Muzzle Blasts Magazine, the oldest and best Muzzleloading and Living HIstory Magazine. NMLRA.org

How to stop grave robbers in the 18th century

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Happy #flintlockfriday! Here’s a look at a flintlock I’ve never seen before. This is an English “Cemetary gun”, used to keep grave robbers away from your newly deceased relatives during the height of medical “study” in Victorian England.

Mounted on a swivel, this beast of a muzzleloader would be tied to trip wires that, when tripped, swung the muzzle in the direction of the thief and sent a lovely lead gift their way.

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Announcing the NMLRA Reenactor Directory

We are working to build an up to date directory for Reenactors and Living Historians in the United States. This includes Military Groups, Historic figures, and Demonstrating Craftspeople.

If you'd like to be included in our directory, please fill out the form on our website and we will get you added and promoted!

There is no fee to submit or be promoted, we only want to help events find reenactors and reenactors find events.

Go to the link below to submit the 4 question form and be included in our directory and promtional queue.

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Don't let the Shooting get in the way of the fun | A conversation with Author and Historian Tom Schiffer

This week's podcast is a little different, we are sitting down with Author and Historian Thomas Schiffer about "The History of the NMLRA" and early 1900s Muzzleloading. 

Tom has always been a family friend at the range, but I never knew about how much he cared about history. History of the United States, World War 2, and the NMLRA. In 2017 he began writing "The History of the NMLRA", a comprehensive history on the origins of the NMLRA. You'd imagine this book is full of board minutes and photos of men in suits shooting chunk guns, but Tom quickly found out that history isn't so much about the paperwork as it is about the personalities involved. 

Tune in to this episode to hear more, I'm not going to spoil it for you. 

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This week's podcast is a little different, we are sitting down with Author and Historian Thomas Schiffer about "The History of the NMLRA" and early 1900s Muzzleloading. Tom has always been a family friend at the range, but I never knew about how much he cared about history.

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This month was a little slow on releases with the Christmas rush, but we've got an action-packed January planned. We'll be talking to Mark Humphries of the "Black Powder Maniac Shooter" Youtube Channel at his Annual New Year's Day Shoot. We'll also be heading out to the SHOT Show in late January to bring you Muzzleloading focused coverage of the event.

A special thanks this week to the guys at Primitive Pursuit for sponsoring the podcast! Primitive Pursuit was founded in 2017 to be an outlet for learning experiences as a traditional bowhunter.  The truth is, someday’s it will throw you to the wolves.  However, when the gap is closed and you’re finally able to take your shot, it’s all worth it.  Everything comes  together.  Though we’re relatively new to the game, we feel it is our  duty to help those that may go through similar successes and failures.   We truly believe traditional bowhunter’s are among the best hunters in the world.

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A Most Terrible Musketry: The Battle of Kernstown

By mid-afternoon of March 23, 1862, the crossroads hamlet of Kernstown, Virginia was nervously eyed by the Confederacy's Valley Army.  Under the command of Major General Thomas J. Jackson, the Rebels had been on the run for the previous eleven days and were eager to turn the tables on their Yankee pursuers.  Better known simply as "Stonewall", Jackson had earned his nom-de-guerre for tenacious fighting at the First Battle of Mannassas in July 1861. A West Point graduate and former professor at the Virginia Military Institute, he combined his professional training with an innate tactical ability that eventually earned him a near perfect battlefield record.  His unconventional genius for strategic operations, still studied today in military academies across the globe, ranks him as one of the greatest soldiers in American history.

    But in the fight that was to unfold on the fields and hills of Kernstown, Jackson was faced by the most unlikely of opponents.  Though two Federal generals were within minutes of the battlefield, command of Union forces devolved, through an unlikely turn of events, on an obscure Hoosier colonel with limited combat experience.  Fated to confront the legendary Stonewall, and the greatest challenge of his life, was an affable citizen soldier from Martin County, Indiana - Nathan Kimball.

    Born in Fredericksburg, Indiana on November 22, 1822, Kimball possessed both ambition and a keen intellect that early marked him for leadership.  Graduating from Indiana Asbury College in 1841, he briefly supported himself as a schoolteacher before settling on a medical career.

    By 1845, Kimball had taken a degree at the University of Louisville, married, and settled in Washington County where Kimball opened a thriving practice.  His successful career as a country physician, however, was put on hiatus by the outbreak of the Mexican War in 1846. Kimball, already a highly respected member of his community, raised a company of volunteers and led the men to war when they were assigned to the 2nd Indiana Infantry.

    The young captain gained valuable experience during Zachary Taylor's campaign in northern Mexico, but the regiment's performance at the Battle of Buena Vista on February 23, 1847 proved an embarrassment that would haunt the state for decades.  In the face of an impending Mexican bayonet charge, the green troops of the 2nd panicked, fled in disorder, and virtually unhinged the American line.  A near disaster was averted by the likes of Kimball, who desperately attempted to rally the remnants of his company.

    Despite a hard-fought American victory, the conduct of the 2nd, considered scandalous during the aftermath of the war, was a source of much recrimination.  Ultimately, blame for the regiment's collapse fell on its commanding officer, Colonel William Bowles of Orange County; the regiment's junior officers, including Kimball, largely escaped the imbroglio with their reputations intact.

    Following the war, Kimball moved his practice to Martin County and clumsily threw his hat into the political arena.  A member of the defunct Whig party, Kimball lost an election to the state senate in 1847, and likewise failed in his bid for a seat at the electoral college in 1852.  When the Republicans formed in 1854, Kimball cast his lot with the new party.

    The ascendancy of the Republicans in the 1860 presidential election of Abraham Lincoln proved a watershed event for a divided nation, and the subsequent secession crisis and outbreak of civil war once again saw Kimball don a uniform.  As he had in 1846, he raised a volunteer company from Martin County and was elected its captain. He was, however, quickly commissioned colonel of the new regiment, the 14th Indiana.  Kimball not only had the right political affiliation for such an appointment, he was the only officer in the regiment to possess any appreciable military experience.

    Largely recruited from the farmhands and laboring class of southwestern Indiana, the regiment was woefully ill prepared for active campaigning.  The enlisted men were entirely unaccustomed to military discipline and the regiment's officers, elected from the ranks, were little better. Kimball had a scant two months in which to train his men before they were ordered to the front in July 1861.

    Assigned to the rugged hills of western Virginia, the 14th spent several miserable months operating against rebels on Cheat Mountain, but the haste of pressing the poorly trained Hoosiers into action soon told.  Unseasonably foul weather and plain homesickness combined to drain the spirits of the inexperienced soldiers; by the end of August, morale was considerably degenerated   Stirred by a handful of malcontents, the men fell under the delusion that they could not be held in the service past three months and a virtual mutiny was threatened. A semblance of order was restored following a disciplinary crackdown which included a handful of courts-martial.

    Despite the rough start, Kimball transformed his rough-hew Hoosiers into real soldiers over the following winter.  The troops proved adept at complaining - the eternal prerogative of the soldier - but Kimball rarely became the object of their ire.  "He is a meticulous soldier," observed one private, "and he loves his men, and they all know it, and so they love him." This sincere concern for their welfare inspired a trusting devotion from the men who, it was said, "would follow him anywhere and anytime, and against any odds."  Such sentiment would be desperately needed the following year.

    The spring of 1862 saw an ambitious Federal attempt to end the war by one great thrust for the Confederate capital. Major General George McClellan, commanding the Army of the Potomac, devised a grand plan to seize Richmond not by an overland campaign but by a massive amphibious operation that would unexpectedly threaten the city from the east.  President Lincoln gave grudging approval to the operation on the emphatic condition that McClellan would make certain the defense of his own capital and, in the president's words, "Leave Washington secure."  McClellan consequently ordered his army's V Corps, then stationed in the Shenandoah Valley, to position itself in northern Virginia and thereby cover the approaches to Washington.

    Events in the Valley seemed to favor such a move.  In the first week of March, V Corps commander Major General Nathaniel Banks had moved against Stonewall Jackson's Valley Army and forced the Confederates to evacuate Winchester, the most vital road hub in the northern Shenandoah.  With the outnumbered Rebel army on its heels, it was thought safe to transfer the V Corps toward Richmond. 

    Jackson was equally determined to forestall such a move.  Under orders to keep Federal troops in the Shenandoah from cooperating with McClellan, Stonewall acted quickly when, on March 21, he was informed that the V Corps appeared to be headed out of the Valley.  "Apprehensive that the Federals would leave this military district", he wrote, "I determined to follow them with all my available forces."  

    The V Corps' exit from the Valley was indeed imminent.  General Banks, in making preparations to move his command, was likewise of no mind to leave the northern Shenandoah wide open to a Confederate thrust, and he stationed his 2nd Division, under Brigadier General James Shields, in the environs of Winchester.

    On March 22, the vanguard of the rebel army appeared at Kernstown, about two miles south of Winchester.  Shields deployed troops to counter what he considered to be a mere Confederate demonstration, but while reconnoitering that evening was unexpectedly struck by shellfire.  Rushed back to Winchester, army doctors discovered that the general's left arm was broken, his shoulder and side painfully injured, and he struggled to remain conscious. While Shields lay in bed, he passed command of the division to his senior brigade commander, Colonel Nathan Kimball.

    Kimball, though he had yet to receive a brigadier's star, had been advanced to brigade command that winter.  However, at daybreak on March 23, 1862, the unassuming Hoosier officer had barely commanded more than a company of men in pitched battle.

    It was a Sunday morning, and most Union troops expected an uneventful day in camp.  Shields, slowly recuperating in Winchester, conferred with Banks and both agreed that the previous day's fight had merely been the result of an unimpressive rebel cavalry probe.  Banks made plans to leave town that afternoon.

    When fighting resumed around 9:00 A.M., Kimball confronted the Confederate skirmishers and quickly consolidated his own position around Pritchard's Hill, an eminence that commanded the Valley Turnpike, the area's primary north-south thoroughfare.  From his sickbed in Winchester, Shields encouraged Kimball to press forward from his Pritchard's Hill position and drive in the enemy skirmishers, admonishing that "there is no force before you but that we encountered the other day."  

    Kimball demurred.  Sensing that a greater Confederate force was in the area, he called up the rest of the division to bolster his Pritchard's Hill line and maintained a defensive posture.  For three hours, Kimball sparred with the Confederates in his front and refused to budge.

    By 1:30, Shields grew exasperated with the static situation and forwarded yet another order for Kimball to press the attack.  Convinced that the enemy had not yet shown his "real strength", Kimball made the decision to disobey Shield's direct order. He later explained that the general could not possibly "comprehend the situation, the strength of the enemy, nor the positions held by the respective forces, and satisfied that from his bed in the city five miles to the rear he could not properly conduct the movements which might be required by the exigencies of the situation, I determined to remain on the defensive and in the position now held by my line."  

    Kimball's caution was not misplaced.  Soon after he refused Shield's second order, the bulk of Jackson's force made its appearance two miles to the south.  Surprisingly, the famed Confederate commander never intended to launch an attack that morning. An intensely devout Presbyterian, Jackson was entirely disinclined to give battle on the Sabbath, but following erroneous reports that he was opposed by just one Federal brigade, he felt obliged to throw his entire force into the fight and dislodge the Federals from Pritchard's Hill.  The pious Jackson offered an apologetic explanation of his decision to hit the Federals on the Lord's Day. "Important considerations," he explained, "rendered it necessary."  

    He was, however, not foolish enough to approach Pritchard's Hill head on.  Moving his troops west of the turnpike, Jackson aimed for a low ridge that angled southwest to northeast.  Known to locals as Sandy Ridge, the position dominated the surrounding terrain, including Pritchard's Hill, and led menacingly to Kimball's right and rear.  When Confederate artillery unlimbered on the ridge and began lobbing shells on Kimball's position, the colonel realized he had been outmaneuvered and was in a precarious position.  He immediately began shifting troops for a desperate assault on Sandy Ridge.

    Oddly enough, both Kimball and Jackson labored under erroneous assumptions regarding his opponent's strength.  Kimball, with roughly 5,000 men at his disposal, grossly overestimated Jackson's force as exceeding his own. Jackson, commanding under 3,000, badly underestimated the Yankees at just one brigade, not an entire division.  When one of his staff officers finally observed the bulk of Kimball's force and reported the error, the imperturbable Stonewall greeted the shocking news with characteristic calm. "Say nothing about it," was his response, "we are in for it."  

    As the fight developed, both sides were in for a severe mauling.  The farm fields that crowned Sandy Ridge were crisscrossed by a network of stone and rail fences that offered a marked advantage to any defender.  Jackson, finally realizing that he was outmatched and therefore incapable of seizing Winchester, contented himself with holding his position until he could withdraw his forces after nightfall.

    At approximately 4:00 P.M., the first Federal troops launched their assault on Sandy Ridge.  Advancing in the face of determined Confederate troops who were well protected behind a stone wall, the Union men braved a withering fire and were felled by the dozens.  Kimball dispatched further reinforcements to bolster the attack, but regiment after regiment stalled in front of the ready-made Confederate breastworks. Having been forced to hurriedly shift their position near Pritchard's Hill in order to deal with the rebels on Sandy Ridge, the Federals largely went into action piecemeal.  In the confusion of the fighting, their disjointed attacks failed to take full advantage of their numeric superiority.  

    Despite the high cost in lives, the attack slowly succeeded in weakening the Confederate lines.  In order to counter the mounting pressure from Kimball's troops, Jackson was forced to extend his line further toward the Valley Turnpike in order to protect his right flank.  Stonewall's maneuvering succeeded in blunting continued Federal attacks, but in the process his own lines were stretched to the breaking point.

    The fierce fighting on Sandy Ridge shocked the most experienced of troops.  Civilians in Winchester were horrified by the sound of battle. A “most terrible and long continued musketry" one described it, "not volley after volley, but one continued fearful roll."  Kimball noted the raging "fury" of the battle and even Jackson, a grizzled veteran with two decades of experience, said that he did not recollect "having heard such a roar of musketry."  

    By 5:00 P.M., such brutal fighting had produced little more than a bloody stalemate.  The armies had grappled for over an hour with few results other than dead and wounded men.  Determined to break Jackson's lines before nightfall, Kimball ordered one of his last unbloodied regiments toward the inferno on Sandy Ridge: the Hoosiers of the 14th Indiana.

    Subsequent to Kimball's promotion to brigade command, leadership of the regiment fell to Lieutenant Colonel William Harrow.  A Knox County attorney, Harrow possessed a brash, no nonsense personality that failed to earn him the affection of the men in the ranks.  Destined for divisional command before war's end, the hard-driving Harrow laid the foundation of an aggressive command style as he led his 450 men at the double-quick toward the firing line.

    As the troops mounted the slope of Sandy Ridge, the entire hillside was shrouded in gun smoke.  When what seemed to be gray clad soldiers appeared to the front, the jittery Hoosiers opened fire.  A lone figure darted toward the regiment, frantically calling on them to hold their fire; in the confusion, they had inadvertently opened up on the rear of the 5th Ohio.  The Buckeyes' commander, Lieutenant Colonel John Patrick, urged the Hoosiers to the left, where, he shouted, they would meet with "plenty of secesh."

    The regiment wheeled into action on the extreme left of the Federal line.  Determined to do their duty, the men "marched up to their places as deliberately as if on drill."  At the first Confederate volley, the regimental standard bearer fell. His companion who carried the national flag then lifted and waved both banners, only to be shot down "in about two seconds."  

    Men began to fall, and one soldier thought that the sound of bullets slamming into his comrades was eerily similar to the sound of beating carpets clean back home.  The 14th Indiana had entered a maelstrom.  About 90 yards to the front, "a long wreath of blue smoke settled over a low stone wall," recalled one Hoosier, "out of this a fire flashed constantly.  Between our line and this wall the dead and wounded lay in heaps." Harrow's soldiers faced the grim brutality of combat in different ways. Some, paralyzed with fear, fell to the ground; most stoically stood their ground and exchanged fire with the enemy.  But in a singular instance of personal heroism, the actions of a private from Company G would alter the course of battle.  

    Paul Truckey, a carpenter from Vincennes, leapt forward, and, waving his rifle aloft, cried out "Come on, boys!"  He then sprinted "headlong after the rebels as a dog would chase a rabbit, loading and firing as he went."  Galvanized by Truckey's action, a number of voices were heard to cry out "forward" and the entire regiment spontaneously dashed for the rebel line.

    When the Yankees were within twenty yards of the stone wall, Lieutenant Colonel John Patton of the 21st Virginia received, virtually simultaneously, a withdrawal order from his brigade commander.  Having already been worn down by repeated Federal attacks, the rush of oncoming Hoosiers was more than the Confederates could withstand.  Finally released from the fight, the Virginians scattered from the ridge.

    The flight of the 21st Virginia, which occupied the extreme right of Jackson's army, exposed his flank and caused a general collapse of his battle line.  Kimball's entire division then pressed its advantage and closely pursued the enemy. Federal units became hopelessly mingled in the confusion and Captain Elijah Cavins of the 14th Indiana recorded that "The Confederates fell back in disorder, and we advanced in disorder just as great, over stone-walls and over fences, through blackberry-bushes and undergrowth…brigades, regiments, and companies advanced in one promiscuous, mixed, and uncontrollable mass.  Officers shouted themselves hoarse in trying to bring order out of confusion, but all their efforts were unavailing."

    The retreating rebel army retired slowly and "continued to make it very hot for our men," rallying "in every ravine and behind every hill - or hiding singly among the trees."  A complete rout of Confederate forces was averted by such stubborn fighting, and nightfall enabled Jackson to withdraw his battered army from the field.

    A frightful price had been paid for the northern victory.  Jackson reported a total loss in killed, wounded, and missing of 718; Kimball reported 590 casualties.  The 14th Indiana suffered 54 overall casualties. A Federal surgeon's memories of the ghastly battlefield sadly humanized such cold statistics.  "Oh, what a sight," he recalled, "legs smashed, heads torn off, faces mangled, arms shattered, pools of blood, bowels protruding, and every conceivable mutilation."  

    Ironically, Jackson's tactical defeat at Kernstown turned into a strategic victory for the Confederacy.  Alarmed by the rebel attempt on Winchester, Federal authorities immediately ordered Banks’ V Corps back into the Valley, frustrating McClellan's overall efforts to secure reinforcements for his Peninsula Campaign.  Over the succeeding three months, Jackson's Valley Army outmarched, outmaneuvered, and outfought its Federal opponents in a string of victories from one end of the Shenandoah to the other. Known simply as the Valley Campaign, Stonewall's brilliant generalship against overwhelming odds secured his place in the pantheon of America's military leaders.  The fight at Kernstown constituted the single instance in which the Confederate legend was defeated on the battlefield.  

    General Shields, who resumed command of the 2nd Division on April 30, initially gave Kimball credit for the victory.  Shields offered his thanks for Kimball's independent management of the battle, and commended the colonel "for his devotion to the interests and honor of the command and the signal service he has rendered it in this emergency."  

    At the same time, Shields was encouraging erroneous newspaper accounts of the battle that credited him with command at Kernstown.  His official report of the engagement was little more than an inaccurate and blatant attempt to personally capitalize on the victory.  In it he claimed to have been the mastermind of Federal strategy on March 23, and asserted that Kimball had simply "executed my orders."      Nathan Kimball naturally bristled at such fast and loose treatment of the facts.  In a letter to a friend, he insisted that "I had full command and planned and directed the movements of the entire fight in person…You will not wonder, therefore, that I am annoyed at seeing the garbled and false accounts that have appeared in the newspapers."  

    Kimball went on to serve with distinction through the remainder of the war, ultimately earning the rank of brevet major general.  Gravely wounded at Fredericksburg, he was nominated for lieutenant governor of Indiana in 1863 but refused the offer in order to stay with his men.  Later transferred to the western theater, he commanded troops at Vicksburg, Atlanta, Franklin, and Nashville.

    Following the end of the war, Kimball resumed his private practice and re-entered politics.  He became the first commander of the Grand Army of the Republic in Indiana, and served as state representative from Marion County.  In 1873 he was appointed Surveyor General of Utah Territory; briefly working as government physician at the U.S. Indian Agency in Fort Hall, Idaho, Kimball became the postmaster in Ogden, Utah, where he passed away on January 21, 1898.

    For Nathan Kimball, recognition as the only Federal officer to best Stonewall Jackson has proven somewhat elusive.  As a result of the false accounts of the battle that began circulating in the spring of 1862, most popular histories of the war, to this day, generally credit the victory at Kernstown to the bed-ridden and incapacitated General Shields.  Though often slighted by history, Kimball was always defended by his men. "The Hoosier soldiers love Col. Kimball," explained a member of the 14th Indiana. The victory at Kernstown “was won by our forces under Colonel Kimball.  The honor is his, and he should have accredited to him what his merit deserves."     

This article was originally printed in Muzzle Blasts Magazine. A digital archive of every Muzzle Blasts magazine is available online to all NMLRA members

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Mark your Calendars! 37th Annual Spring Rendezvous in 2020

We’d like to thank one of our Charter Clubs, the “New Frontiersmen Muzzle Loading Club” for hosting the 37th Annual Spring Rendezvous in 2020! Check out the flyer below for more information

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Join them Saturday May 16 and Sunday May 17 at the Ashland Conservation Farm. They’ll have primitive and modern camping, rifle and smooth bore shoots, and more!

For more information, check out their website at ACWCL.org

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A look at an original 225 year old flintlock

It was wonderful to get our eyes on this original Beck flintlock rifle during our September National Championship. This rifle is estimated to be 225 years old, it was converted to percussion during its life, but was converted back to flintlock with what is believed to be an early Siler Lock.

Owned by "Pole Cat Porter" in the early 1900s, this rifle, and its owner was instrumental to early muzzleloading and living history (At the time termed Buckskinning).

We sit down with exhibit organizers Mark Barnhill and William E. Jones to talk about the Pole Cat Porter exhibit, early 1900s muzzleloading and more in an upcoming video, stay tuned!

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Giving Tuesday and the NMLRA

In the spirit of holiday giving, please consider a tax-deductible donation to the National Muzzle Loading Rifle Association

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Starting tomorrow (Tuesday) 8am EST - Facebook will match dollar for dollar to any donation. They will stop this campaign after donating $7 million, which won’t last long.
Plan to help Facebook support the NMLRA

The NMLRA is a 501(c)3 created to promote, support, nurture, and preserve our Nation’s rich historical heritage in the sport of muzzleloading through recreational, educational, historical, and cultural venues such as match competition, hunting, gun making and safety, historical re-enactments, exhibits, museums, libraries, and other related programs.

The NMLRA is devoted to the concept of providing high-quality educational instruction in a great learning environment that inspires both the students and the teachers. The NMLRA Education Center, which opened in 2010, is an ideal facility for historical education and the heritage arts associated with the sport of muzzleloading. 


Giving Tuesday is December 3rd making it the perfect time to support the National Muzzle Loading Rifle Association and help us preserve American History

Recording 75 years of NMLRA History | A conversation with Author Thomas Schiffer

Mr. Schiffer and his camera have been a staple of NMLRA Events for decades now, but in his latest book, he reaches back in time to unearth and organize photos, documents, and stories from the NMLRA's beginnings in the 1930s.

Photos from the Middle Tennessee History Coalition's "Tennessee History Trail"

We’re happy to be sharing these great photos from the Middle Tennessee History Coalition’s "2019 Tennessee HIstory Trail” event.

In its fifth year, Tennessee History Trail is a unique heritage timeline event created in conjunction with Tennessee State Parks. This event is held each October at Bledsoe Creek State Park. It spans Tennessee history from 1500 to 1800 and offers programming not otherwise offered in middle Tennessee. It also helps visitors grasp the concept of the past shaping the present, and create a personal connection to the past. In addition to the annual event in October, smaller programs are offered the third Saturday of each month between January and May. Hope to see you on the History Trail.
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Checking out the event website, the Tennessee History Trail offers a variety of interpretive stations for guests and living historians to enjoy. Among the interpretations you’ll find Pre contact Woodland Native Americans, fur traders, Tennessee longhunters, and settlers of the Cumberland Region.

Learn more about this event and the Non Profit behind it at www.midtnhistory.com

These event photos were shared by Marc McMullen to the NMLRA Muzzleloading and Living HIstory group. We are sharing with Marc’s permission. Thank you Mark for sharing these photos and this event with us!

The NMLRA on Shooting USA! Tonight on the Outdoor Channel!

Tonight! Thank you Jim Scoutten's Shooting USA for featuring us on tonights episode!

(AmmoLand.com)- We’re slowing things down for Muzzle Loading in Friendship, Indiana at the National Muzzle Loading Rifle Association’s Nationals. It’s one part competition and one part living history from the 1820s. And we’ve got George Sutton – Mr. Flintlock from Impossible Shots – as our guide to the people and the competition that draws folks to black powder.

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Plus, the long story of the 1911s that are now History’s Guns.

Then, John reports from Hollywood with the cowboy guns from the movies.

And JP shows you how to choose and set your zero. More Info…

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Reliving History by Surviving in a Dugout Canoe

We sit down with living historians Eli Froedge and Jason Jacobs at the 2019 Feast of the Hunter's Moon to talk about their dugout canoe expedition of the Wabash River.

Eli and Jason are dedicated to living the history of our forefathers, crafting their clothing, tools, and accouterments for their historical treks into the wilds of Indiana. Some may refer to them as reenactors, but they prefer "living historians", following the guides set by books and journals from early America.

Additional photos and videos of the expedition provided by Jason Jacobs, Eli Froedge, and Heath Hoffman. Thank you for letting us use your photos and videos!

The 2019 NMLRA Tennessee Muzzleloading History Event

The conclusion of a great day ended with a special ending. Youth winner Joshua B. of Strawberry Plains, TN won the Knight Rifles Rifle.

The winner of the Tennessee Iron mounted Flintlock was Stephen Tucker!

Special thanks to Robin Henderson for building the rifle

Some photos of the displays and people who have a vested interest in History and specifically MuzzleLoading in Tennessee - they sacrificed their time to display and share with others.

John Hitt - Knoxville

Dave Adams - Maryville

Rod England - South Carolina

Al Roberts - Alabama

Robin Henderson- Smyrna

Pat Lakin - Kentucky

Sherman Mays - Tullahoma

Bob Levine - Tullahoma

Rick Lambert - Nashville

Knight Rifles - Athens

Don Anthony - Strawberry Plains

Tim Prince - Nashville

Bill Smith - Kentucky

Randal Pierce - Maryville

Mary Watkins - Nashville

Lora Iceberg-Parks from the NMLRA staff for her hard work and organization..

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