“Good night sweetheart”, the first few nights I said this, my wife thought I was talking to her. She now realizes that I am talking to the picture of the double rifle that I have pinned to the headboard above my pillow. Unfortunately, I do not own this rifle, and probably never will. The cost of a double rifle, even the least expensive models is more than most of us can afford. I have even considered borrowing the money to buy one but have so far resisted the temptation. When I look at the price of the gun I equate it to all of the hunts that I could make if I don’t buy it. I have only shot one double, a Krieghoff 470 N.E. and it was a wonderful experience, but not as great an experience as shooting a cape buffalo with my Ruger 416 Rigby. My point is that the buffalo hunt cost about the same as the Krieghoff, and I would rather hunt. But there is just something about a double rifle that can’t be explained. At least once a day I visit two or three sites on the web that sell doubles, always looking for a great deal. Even though I know I can’t afford one I still dream of owning one. The last P.H. I hunted with has it as bad as I do and we spent a lot of time discussing doubles, and Cindy Garrison. I thought that maybe this was the year that I would break down and do it, but then I got the call. Hey Jim, I have an elephant permit in the Caprivi, still interested? That night when I went to lie down in bed, “I’m sorry sweetheart, maybe next year.