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By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
Pregnancy seems to be a big issue right now, so I would like to state the following for the record:
For all I care, the Palins can breed like rock rabbits and Sarah will still have my vote.
No one quizzed Chelsea Clinton about her reproductive plans when her mom was in the race. How come?
I am not pregnant. Phil Bourjaily is not pregnant (at least, I assume so. We haven't talked in a while.)
As far as I'm concerned, Sarah Palin has only one flaw; she has a worse speaking voice than the aforementioned Hillary, and the tame ravens at the Yellowknife (NT) airport have more mellifluous speaking voices than Senator Clinton.
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The media, in its condescending coverage of Sarah Palin's moose hunting, don't give her the credit that she is due. Turning a moose into mooseburger is not like whipping up a souffle. Shooting it is the easy part; getting it out of the bog requires more fortitude than standing up to Vladimir Putin. Actually, field-dressing a moose takes three people: one to do the actual hacking and slashing, one to push, shove, and hold legs, and one to stand there with a serious rifle waiting for a bear to show up.... [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
When I mentioned in this space last week that I own no centerfire rifles it seemed to upset some of you. The last thing I want is agitated readers, and if that means I have to buy a rifle, I can live with that. So, last week when I visited Connecticut Shotgun Manufacturing Co., after I looked at shotguns, I asked CSMC’s Lou Frutuoso to show me something in a centerfire.
Connecticut Shotgun Mfg. Co, I should mention here, makes absolutely gorgeous A.H. Foxes, Winchester Model 21s, and Parkers as well as O/Us and doubles of their own design entirely in-house, right here in America. CSMC employs about 70 people in its factory housed in a former Stanley tool plant in New Britain, CT. Their work is world-class and you can drool over it at Connecticutshotgun.com.
Anyway, here’s the rifle Fruotoso found for me: a sidelock O/U in .22 Hornet (you can click on a picture to enlarge it). The deep relief engraving, by Richard Roy of Hartford, CT, is inlaid with gold and depicts all manner of small game, painstakingly rendered in steel. That’s solid gold... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
Governor Palin is almost too good to be true. She is a lifelong hunter, a Life Member of the NRA, a dedicated jock, mother of a soldier who will be deployed to Iraq next month, a person who actually knows something about oil exploration, and perhaps most important, an Alaska Republican who is serious about honesty in public office. The odds on finding one of these are about the same as finding an honest Democratic politician from New Jersey. Her only drawback seems to be her background in journalism, but then no one is perfect.
I know very few people, including Repubicans, who are enthusiastic about John McCain. He seems to be tolerated only as an alternative to Obama*, who is intolerable to gun owners. There I was, prepared to hold back my rising gorge and vote for Old John M. and whatever lame hack he selected as Veep, and here he comes up with someone that I can actually be enthusiastic about from any number of standpoints, never mind guns and hunting. I wish Senator McCain and Governor Palin all success.
*About last night’s speech: I didn’t watch it. I have been leery of speeches since I watched John F. Kennedy’s inaugural... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
In the September issue of American Rifleman, on page 40, you’ll find a highly edifying bind-in card set entitled “Barack Obama’s Ten-Point Plan to ‘Change’ the Second Amendment.” Based on how he has voted in the past, both in the Illinois Legislature and in the Senate, and what he has said in public about gun control, it reads like this:
1) Ban use of firearms for home defense.
2) Pass Federal laws eliminating right to carry.
3) Ban the manufacture, sale, and possession of handguns.
4) Close down 90 percent of the gun shops in America.
5) Ban rifle ammunition commonly used for hunting and sport shooting.
6) Increase federal taxes on guns and ammunition by 500 percent.
7) Restore voting rights for 5 million criminals including those who have been convicted of using a gun to commit a violent crime.
8) Expand the Clinton semi-auto ban to include millions more firearms.
9) Mandate a government-issued license to purchase a firearm.
10) Appoint judges to the U.S. Supreme Court and Federal judiciary who share his views on the Second Amendment.
If you’d like to check the documentation for all this, go to www.nraila.org/Obama.
As if this weren’t enough, Obama has selected... [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
Turns out wooden stakes are just for fictional movie vampires. When real vampires attack us, we can just shoot them with regular guns. Isn’t that good to know?
This revelation comes from Scott Bowen, a former editor at Field & Stream and author of the new “Vampire Survival Guide” by Skyhorse Press. (It’s no surprise to me that Bowen wrote this book. Scott is very pale and seriously, I never saw him wear anything but all black. But, I think he’s on our side). The “Vampire Survival Guide” is an entertaining read, along the lines of “Zombie Survival Guide” but funnier and more thoroughly imagined. As you might expect, given Scott’s F&S background, there’s a section on guns and loads. In it, he explains that vampires are no different from anything else. They will succumb to “massive tissue damage” even if that tissue is already undead.
As Scott goes on to point out, vampire shooting is a low-visibility, nighttime event, so shots are mostly taken well inside 100 yards. Since vampires travel in groups (“covens” is the technical term) of six to 40 members you’ll want to carry lots of ammunition.
To sum up: your vampire gun needs to make big... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
“Within modern traditional societies, the ability to survive is drastically reduced if the group is too small. A lone individual rarely survives for more than a year….”—Modern People in Africa and Europe, by Goran Burenult
In April, 1992, an electrician named Jim Gallien gave a 24-year-old hitchhiker named Chris McCandless a ride to the Stampede Trail above the Clearwater Fork of the Toklat River. McCandless, who gave his name only as “Alex,” said it was his intention to hike up the trail into the wilderness and live off the land. His equipment consisted of 10 pounds of rice, a .22 rifle and ammo, a guide to the edible plants of the area, several books, and no map or compass.. Gallien was appalled at what the kid was about to do, and offered to buy him some of the things he would need to stay alive. But “Alex” would not listen. Gallien was the last person to see him alive. When his body was found by hunters in September, Chris McCandless—or what was left of him—weighed 67 pounds.
McCandless’ death made national headlines. He had come from a well-to-do Virginia family, graduated from Emory University in 1990, and then simply vanished. He abandoned his... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
A couple of days ago, I visited an old friend in Vermont. In 1973, I had given him the mounted head of an elk I had killed the year before in Montana. It was a 6x6, and I think I was prouder of that animal than anything else I had ever taken. I lost 30 pounds in order to be able to climb the mountain where he lived and I shot him on a day when the snow was up over your knees and it was 15 below that morning.
But I had not been to visit my friend in something like 25 years, and my memory of the elk head was not accurate. I recalled it as being a massive beast with a humongous spread of antlers. It is not; it is indeed a 6x6, but it’s a small bull. If you saw him in a herd you wouldn’t look twice at him. But he was the first elk I ever took, and to me he was the greatest wapiti ever collected.
Your memories—particularly the fond ones—rarely match up with reality. If you have a choice, stick with memories. [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
In case any of you were wondering where the hell I was for most of July, I was in Africa, and have come back at great risk and personal expense to make you aware of the virtues of the following:
Hardigg Storm Case Model IM 3300: This is a two-rifle case made of high-performance resin. It’s light for how strong it is, comes with two handles and wheels, six latches (which open by depressing spring-loaded tabs so you don’t rip your fingernails out) and hasps for four locks. Two of us had Storm Cases and wore big smiles. Two other hunters shared a lesser aluminum case and ended up with a busted stock and a wrecked scope. They did not smile. As the airlines descend into total chaos and anarchy, you would do well to visit Hardigg’s website, which is stormcase.com
Barnes TSX and MRX bullets: I used a .338 loaded with 225-grain TSXs at 2,750 fps; one of my friends used a .30/06 loaded with 180-grain MRXs at 2,700 fps. Between us we shot something like a dozen animals from 50 pounds up to 450 at ranges from 25 yards to 320. Nothing required a second shot. Not a single bullet... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
Can we have a Gun Nut “U.S.A! U.S.A!” please?
Alaskan Corey Cogdell, 21, and competing in her first Olympics, won a four-way shootout to capture a bronze medal in trap in Beijing. Then she told interviewers that moose hunting with her dad helped her win the medal. How great is that?
I met Cogdell briefly at SHOT Show in Las Vegas this year. Like every member of USA shooting I’ve met, she is clean-cut, well-spoken and a fine ambassador for both the United States and the shooting sports. So, congratulations, Corey.
Incidentally, the gold went to Finnish shooter Satu Makela-Nummela. No word on whether she hunts, but Finland, like Alaska, is rich in moose.Coincidence or not? You decide. [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
Once upon a time in 2007, there was a hunter who had done very well in phrenology and went to a Wise Custom Gun Builder (hereinafter known as WCGB) and said, “Build me a 7mm STW.”
“Why do you want a 7mm STW?”, asked the WCGB. “Unless you put a 28-inch barrel on it, an STW is just another 7mm magnum, and the only thing a 28-inch barrel is good for is pole vaulting.”
But the Wealthy Hunter (hereinafter known as WH) was like many other men who had done well in life. Because he knew from phrenology, and making money, he thought he knew about guns and hunting as well, and would not listen to the WCGB who had been accumulating knowledge for 40 years but who, after all, had to make a dollar now and then.
They compromised on a 26-inch barrel. The WH took delivery of the rifle, worked up a handload employing 140-grain Nosler Ballistic Tips at nearly 3,600 fps that went into one ragged hole, and went off to practice.
That fall, the WCGB got a call from the WH who said,
“I’m going on a mule deer hunt with an outfitter who guarantees me a shot at a 35-inch... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
It occurred to me that as a responsible journalist I could not simply say that I had a vomit-colored rifle built and let it go at that. The rifle in question was a 7mm Weatherby Magnum, made by Ultra Light Arms in 1989. It was intended as a beanfield rifle, and therefore, since it was a gun made for use in the Deep South, I thought it should have an appropriate camo pattern.
However, I was sick of looking at trees and flowers and chirping birds, and wanted something original. So I hit on the idea of the puke pattern you see after a pig pull and asked the stock painter at ULA to make the background beer-yellow, and include green splotches that looked like okra* and dark brown gobs that looked like pulled pork. It was an artistic triumph.
The rifle, which had a No. 3 contour Douglas barrel, was one of the best all-around guns I’ve ever owned, and it went to such diverse places as Texas, Wyoming, Quebec, and South Carolina. I finally settled on a 160-grain Nosler Partition as my everything bullet. Velocity, as I recall was about 3,100 fps, which is plenty. On a hunt... [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
One of the small things I like about hunting is that it takes you into the countryside where people say things you thought no one actually says anymore.
Bits of old-fashioned speech hang on outside of town. Hearing them opens a little window into the past. For instance, I didn’t think anyone really said “cipherin’” – as in “calculating” – in the 21 st century except for Jethro on “Beverly Hillbillies” reruns. Then I went to the Texas Hill Country on a pig hunt. It was very exciting, with the pig getting away from the dogs and chasing us until the dogs caught it again, and the pig practically deflating upon being stabbed with a very long, sharp knife. After the sticking, one of the two houndsmen wiped the blood off the blade and showed it to me. He had made it himself. “I call this here the T2,” he said. “I been cipherin’ for 15 years on the perfect pig knife, and this is it.”
In Greene County, Illinois, where I turkey hunted 10 years ago, no one said “pop” or “soda;” it was “sody pop.”
Here in eastern Iowa, I heard my favorite. A farmer said to me: “That Amishman... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
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By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
"This rifle is mine. There are many others like it, but this one is mine…." The Creed of a United States Marine, written by MG William H. Rupertus, just after Pearl Harbor
The United States Marines, who know more about motivating men than just about anyone else, know that to a marksman, his rifle is a living thing with a personality all its own. Rudyard Kipling said it in a poem, "The Young British Soldier"
"When arf o' yer bullets fly wide in the ditch
don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch
she's as human as you are; you treat her as sich
an' she'll fight for the young British soldier"
Which brings us to the only problem I have with synthetic-stocked rifles--they lack personality. Even after you get to know their likes and dislikes, and put some history on them, one pretty much looks like another. You can put a memorable paint job on one, like the rifle Kenny Jarrett built for a former New York Yankee that was done in pinstripes, had a big baseball on the cheekpiece, and had YANKEES on the fore-end just in case you missed the point. I once had a rifle stock painted like vomit, and... [ Read Full Post ]