Gun ownership in Norway and Britain.

Blackpowder is very difficult/ nearly impossible to obtain here. And it isn't the police who make obstacles, but the fire departments and transporters. It turns out blackpowder is the absolute most volatile stuff you can store or transport. More dangerous than dynamite, because it's so easy to set off. So no stores will keep it in stock, because of the hefty and expensive security measures they will have to take. One can make them order it for you, but then it will be delivered to your address. And transport is forbidding expensive. One has to order quite large amounts to make it economical feasible. Difficult to say the least...
 
We sell Blackpowder at work (as well as smokeless) availability seems a bit sporadic but its readily available at present, shipping of powder has become very difficult especially between the 2 main islands.No logic to that the petrol that most vehicles still run on is more dangerous than powder and there are millions of litres of that on the roads at any given moment, yet somehow a few pounds of powder is a problem.Well of course its not and never was when it could be easily shipped, but again its not logic or reason that drives this.
 
Last renewal, tediously lo g but the FEO vista was quick, he was very polite quick and organised.

Got to how much ammo, his comment "we won't count it, if you have more than should have you will have hidden some". That was pragmatic and saved a lot of time, he was wrong on his statement but I wasn't offended.
 
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In the 70s and eighties the blackpowder storage requirement (advisory) was a wooden lined metal box. I used an old ammo can with a plywood liner glued in. Then someone decided that a metal container filled with explosives was actually called a bomb.
Now the requirement is for an eighteen mm minimum plywood box with dividers to allow only 1lb of BP in each compartment. This should be fastened to a wall or similar or locked in a cabinet. I keep mine in my locked gunroom and have never had an issue.
The idea is that in event of a fire the box can be removed by a fireman without too much effort. The box is supposed to be fire-resistant not thiefproof but should be sufficiently secured as to prevent a casual passer by or child to be able to nick it.

I've sold many hundred of these boxes on ebay over the years and the only issue I've had with the FEOs is a couple wanting anti tamper screws and two wanting very secure chains fastening it down. It's a wooden box FFS!
 
I've only been to Norway for work briefly, but I do count a couple of Norwegians as friends and definitely several as colleagues (should be pretty obvious which industry I work in....).

My perception is, the main difference between the UK and Norway*, is the average Norwegian is far more connected to the land, and is likely, at the very least, to have grown up fishing and eating what he caught. Therefore the stigma around hunting is far less, and equally the enthusiasm for game is more.

And yes, when trying to explain our laws surrounding rifles, ammunition counting and 'cleared land' it all comes across as a giant backside-covering exercise, especially when compared with shotguns. Sadly, the direction of travel is only going to be one way, and it will not be that rifle laws become more akin to shotguns...

As for compulsory hunter training - it is coming, whether by the back door (No DSC no FAC in deer calibre, which is effectively what new applicants already face) or by some sort of state-mandated testing. We may as well get used the idea and lobby for a decent syllabus. As long cigar-chomping ejiots keep posting Youtube videos of themselves taking shots on deer with no safe backstop ("He's moved in front of that stump"), we do ourselves no favours.


*apart from being far less densely populated, with all the quality of life advantages that brings...
 
I think maybe we here in Norway have seen firearms as something more everyday items, then my brothers in Britain have experienced. I remember when a friend of mine got a shotgun ( single barrel, they weren't rich people) as his confirmation present. He was 14 years old, me a year younger. He came up to our house on his bike, ecstatic, with that shotgun strapped to the handlebars of his bike, pockets full of cartridges. This was a Sunday. We all got to try it, and we banged away until a window bursted up and a angry head popped out shouting to us kids:" Will you stop that ungodly banging around the houses on a Sunday !! Go up in the forrest if you're gonna shoot that gun any more!!". And we obeyed. A bunch of kids having fun with a shotgun wasn't really any worry, but disturbing his Sunday nap got him angry. Ok, this was the sixties, today we would have been on national tv. In every small community then, towns or villages , there would be a church choir and a shooting association. Cars was exiting, not many had them. Guns weren't. Everybody had one or more...
 
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