I've owned a couple of rifles that turned out to be "Lucky" ones for me. I've hunted with numerous rifles that fit well, carried well and were always up to the task at hand, as long as I was too. But I've owned less than a handful of rifles that turned out to be really lucky for me, in the extreme.
My personal definition of a "lucky" rifle is one that seemed to bring me good fortune immediately upon using it. Here's a couple examples. I purchased a new Marlin 336ER in the mid eighties that made it's first hunting trip in Maine. The first morning I carried that new rifle afield, I actually missed a long shot at a buck. Flat out missed.
For those familiar with hunting central and north Maine, you know missing a buck is a big deal, because simply seeing one is also a pretty big deal. So, yes, I was dejected and was still sulking when I climbed up a tree that afternoon in a borrowed Baker climber. Of all things, about an hour later another buck appeared and then still another, an instant later.
I lined up on the close buck and dropped that husky 8 point in his tracks with that new .356. First day of hunting, a nice buck was taken with it.
The second such rifle was a BLR in .308. Sitting in a newly placed ladder stand one November afternoon in Tennessee, it dropped a very nice Tennessee 9 point in it's tracks. First day in the woods, a really nice harvest with it!
Third was a very nice pre '64 M70 Featherweight in .270. It turned out to be the most accurate .270 I own when I found it's load of choice, a plain old 150gr Win PP load. It shot cloverleafs at 100 yds with that load and a simple 4X Burris scope. My very first morning in the woods with it, I happened to turn and see a buck standing less than 70 yds away.
No way he walked to that position as I'd been sitting scanning the woodlot. When he plunked down I knew the answer to that riddle, he'd obviously already been bedded there when I walked to my stand in the pre dawn darkness (his other bed showed me that afterwards). I very slowly turned to my right and stood in my treestand to get a proper angle. The shot anchored that chunky little Tennessee 8 point in his bed.
My third rifle that had taken a nice deer on the first day it had ever hunted!
What's your lucky rifle? Care to share it with us?