Since coming over to the charcoal side of shooting, I've felt less and less enthusiastic about my cartridge guns. My shooting friends act like I'm leaving them by the wayside. I have absolutely no interest (really never had though)in anything polymer. My .357's sit lonely in the cabinet talking with the .22's about days of sunshine and noisy embrace. I still love and admire them but my new smoky, firey hobby consumes my shooting interest. Am I a traitor to the sport? Or simply broadening my love? Don.