Live Vicariously

 

I haven't gone hunting in ages, but my old pal GWB has, in Colorado. He was after Elk and Mule Deer the other day and "nearly froze to death" in the icy blast.

His guide carried a custom rifle chambered for 6.5 SAUM (Short Action Ultra Magnum), interestingly. But did they get a mighty Elk?

Sadly not. Still, that Mule Deer's not shabby at all; a 200 yard shot with a Winchester 70 Featherweight, 30-06. In related news, fellow blogger redpilljew sent this in.

Behold the awesome power of 12g sluggery! I think you won that gunfight, N. Boom.

Gun Rights,

LSP

In The Hall of The Turkey Grill

We were looking for hogs, somewhere in West Texas, in a Pinzgauer, eyes peeled and guns hot. Off to the left, slight movement, not pigs but turkey, three or four of them, a couple of hens and a tom. Out! sight on the birds. 

Quick, they're starting to fly. Crack, someone's got a shot off. Feathers drift in the near distance and we move forward to see if the bird was down. It was.

stand on a stool or something, LSP

Shot with a Winchester 70 30-06, of all things. Good work. Back at the ranch house we breasted the bird and that was that, it went into the freezer. Until last night.

The Turk found itself in a dutch oven, potatoes went into another oven and a Glock somehow made its way onto the mahogany. Did the Turk taste good?

Sure it did, and the firearm proved itself a stable home defender. You better believe no one crept in under the perimeter. And that was that.

Feast on,

LSP