Saturday, February 9, 2013


It is Saturday morning and I am up a tad late.

I feel OK because I didn't drink myself goofy last night, the cat didn't pester me too much and I have breakfast started.

All in all I am back to normal more or less.

THe last four days of the touur were brutal and I arrived at Philly airport at about 1600 and went straight to bed for about 8 hours and drove home, arriving home at about 0730.

I spent the day going over a few things and put a dent into getting my neglected reloading bench up and running. It is amazing how much stuff I have collected and accumulated over the past 20 years.

I have a couple hundred rounds left over from the M-14 days but the M-14 is a gas gun and hence a couple thousands sloppy here and there. The bolt gun I just snagged is TIGHT so it looks like I am going to have to pull hundreds of bullets and fully resize the cases. Fortunately the bullets are Sierra Palmas and I can  heat them up to about 2900 feet per second and they will easily stay supersonic out past 1000 yards.

I also found bandoliers of surplus .30/06 and tons of odds and ends, including a can full of resized .223 brass and hundreds of rounds of 30/06 which I'll sell off as components. None of which I have any use for so I'll pile it all up and sell it off on a website I know that permits this sort of thing.

One thing that turned up missing is my bullet puller, of course.

I'm going to also go through my powder supply and weed out the ones I can't use anymore and simply use it as fertilizer as the nitrates in them are good for the soil around here. Expect gunpowder marigolds in the yard this spring

Today I have to collect a few bills and pay a few bills and take care of things that have gone to hell over the last 43 days.

Anyway I am going to be busy for a while.

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  1. Pic,
    I am in the same boat as you are. A while back I standardized my reloading and as a result I must have 20 pounds of powders that I no longer use.I thought about selling them , but the current craziness made me decide to keep them a little longer...

  2. Yeah, Steve. Ya never know when ya hafta blow somethin' up.