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By Philip Bourjaily
Fred, who finished second in the “Name Phil’s Dog” contest, sent me a nice note that included this story. It’s closer to Reader’s Digest’s “Humor in Uniform” than it is to hardcore “Gun Nut” material, but I liked it a lot and Fred agreed to let me post it:
I was a Wing Weather Officer in the midst of my 1st Inspector General visit: a team of inspectors who could make or break your career with a single mark on their checklist, spending 5 days microscopically examining everything you've done and everything you can do, upon command.
We had actually aced every part of the examination and were down to the last hour of the last day, and I was anxiously awaiting the windup when I heard the words, "Well, I think we're done here." My shoulders slumped and I let out a long breath of relief...just a little too soon.
The major in charge said, "Wait, we need to have someone demonstrate how to use the Mariner's Guide to Celestial Navigation."
Just so you have some idea of what the major was talking about, this "Guide" was a hardcover book of roughly 600 pages filled with arcane charts, diagrams, formulas and instructions written in... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
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By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
In the 1950s, in The Gun Digest, Charlie Askins did a terrific piece on then-Master Sergeant Huelet "Joe" Benner, who was one of the great American handgun shooters of the 20th century. Askins gave GD's readers a detailed look at how Benner went about his trade, and the handguns he used, and then included the seemingly odd piece of information that Benner was a happy man, very much at peace with himself and the world.
Maybe not so odd. In the late 1980s I spoke with the colonel who commanded the Marine Corps Scout-Sniper School, and asked him what psychological types they looked for in their candidates.
"We want all-American boys," he said. "We don't want loners or psychos or Rambos. We want well-adjusted Marines who will do exactly what we tell them to do."
The club that tolerates my presence runs year-round competitions with rifle, handgun, and shotgun, and the most-revered competitor in its 107-year history is a man who not only beat everyone at everything nearly all the time but was the personification of a sportsman and a gentleman. His name deserves to be remembered, so I will tell you that it was David George.
He was a ferocious competitor,... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
If you ever want to start a screaming fight at an SCI convention, use this gambit: "The .375 H&H is too big to be a plains game cartridge, and not big enough for dangerous game."
Then get under a table. The reason for the frenzy is that there is a considerable number of people who consider the .375 to be the single most useful African cartridge around, a sort of sub-equatorial equivalent of the .30/06. I am with the second school of thought, sort of. You can get .375 ammo loaded with 300-grain bullets at 2,550 fps, 270s at almost 2,700, and I've seen bullets in that diameter as light as 235 grains and 260 grains that you can handload. The only weight I've ever used is 300. I never saw the need, or the sense, in anything lighter.
*As a killer of plains game, especially the big antelope, the .375 is terrific. It's unhandy at 300 yards, but then there's not a lot of shooting at 300 yards over there. If your rifle weighs in the neighborhood of 9 1/2 to 10 pounds, its recoil is very manageable.
*The .375 is highly popular as a backup gun among PHs.
*If you can't shoot... [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
Wal-Mart seems to be having a nationwide, non-coordinated, unannounced sale on premium target loads. I’ve been hearing about this from shooters across the country. Last night my friend Rick called. “I’m at the Wal-Mart in Washington [Iowa]. They’ve got Winchester AA target loads for $5 a box. I bought all the 20 gauges. Do you want the 12s?” They usually sell for $7.50 a box. I told Rick I’d take whatever he could carry to his car. Turns out there were only nine boxes left, but they’re mine.
Wal-Mart made news last year eliminating firearms from several hundred stores. I may be wrong, but I don’t think they’re getting out of the ammo business entirely. You’ll probably still be able to buy cheap dove loads. Most Wal-Mart shoppers (and that includes me) aren’t going to pay $7.50 for premium target loads.
Whether they’re going out of the shotshell business or not, $5 AAs and STSs are hard to come by these days. You might want to check the sporting goods shelf at Wally World and let us know what you found. [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
Last week some of the New York staff were taken out to Colorado by the National Shooting Sports Foundation who put them up in a glorified Holiday Inn where they spent a couple of days listening to presentations about the problems facing hunting in the 21st century. I didn’t go, as it is my policy not to attend industry events that don’t involve me shooting stuff. Also, I wasn’t invited.
Those who went came back with a newsflash: access to land is the number one issue facing hunters today. No kidding. It took two days in a hotel to figure that out?
We do a pretty good job of recruiting young hunters, through special hunts and seasons. It’s when the time comes for those new hunters to strike out on their own that we’re failing. If they don’t live where hunting land is plentiful, or if they don’t have dad’s deer lease to hunt on, we won’t keep them as hunters. I always remember a conversation I had with someone at Texas Parks and Wildlife about a youth program that took disadvantaged kids hunting. Being that this was Texas, where everyone pays to hunt, I asked, did any of these kids ever hunt... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
One of the people I miss most is Field & Stream's former Executive Editor, Peter Barrett. He was the real deal: a master fly fisherman, expert shot, gun nut, hunter of wide experience, and fine writer. He was a true New England yankee, a man who loved his pipe, and a fellow of few words.
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During World War II, Peter was a transport pilot attached to the Eighth Army Air Force in England. One evening, he was standing on the porch of the Bachelor Officers' Quarters, raving drunk, peeing over the railing for all he was worth. A brigadier general walked up behind him and bellowed,
"LIEUTENANT, JUST WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"
Peter did a proper about-face, still peeing, and said, as he hosed down the general, "Going to the bathroom, sir."
He escaped court martial only because the Air Corps was desperate for pilots at the time.
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When Peter was Executive Editor, I was Managing Editor and, being in my thirties, thought of myself as the full flower of manhood. But Peter called me "kid."
One day I said, "Peter, I ain't no kid."
So he said, "Kid, read this," and pointed to a framed letter hanging above... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
I have an unnatural fascination with prehistoric man and, like a lot of paleontologists, spend time wondering what killed off the Neanderthals. They were around for 260,000 years in the face of some of the worst weather the earth has experienced, but 2,000 to 10,000 years after Cro-Magnons showed up, they vanished. Neanderthals lived in small family groups, and bit by bit, the groups ceased to exist. Finally, it probably came down to one man or woman, and that must have been the loneliest death imaginable.
I'm sure that last Neanderthal's last thought, just before his (or her) heart stopped was "Screw it. Why bother anymore? There's no one left."
And so it is with hunters. Hunting and shooting are intensely tribal. Only another hunter or shooter can understand what we do, and we tend to hang around with hunters and shooters of our own age. The pissant punks who can't remember before GPS and Gore-Tex and laser rangefinders will never understand how older generations view things.
Eventually, you reach the point where you look around and there is no one left who remembers the things you do. Unlike the poor damned Neanderthal, you may not decide to die, but you very well may... [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
Last time, I talked about lack of access as the number one problem facing hunting today. True enough, but I would like to nominate another candidate, and, no, it’s not video games. Youth sports are killing hunting.
I don’t mean normal youth sports, like Little League (which I didn’t do. I had a very specific, irrational fear of being killed by a line drive to the temple) or playing on school teams (which I did enthusiastically). I blame the year-round, traveling team club sports for sucking up family’s leisure time and squeezing out hunting.
Parents take kids to another city, even another state, every weekend, then sit on folding chairs and watching games. And younger brothers and sisters get dragged along, too. It doesn’t leave much for taking kids hunting, or even for hunting at all. I don’t know how many times dads my age have told me, “We didn’t get out for ducks/deer/turkeys this weekend. We were in Peoria/Milwaukee/Des Moines for a soccer/basketball/baseball tournament.”
Since when did watching a kid play a game become more important than actually doing something with him or her? [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
We hunters are an easy target for the popular media, and probably the last group not protected by P-C sensitivity. This link carries you to Monday’s installment of Non Sequitur, a predictably knee-jerk and rarely funny comic strip by Wiley Miller that appears in 700 papers nationwide.
This story line has run for the last five days or so. To get you up to speed, Lucy and Petey are a pony and a dog. Lucy, the pony, has fallen in love with a French Canadian moose. It’s moose season, and all three are in the woods, endangered by hunters or, as we’re called here “terrorists.” That’s right, Wiley uses the “T” word on us. It would be insulting if it weren’t so sadly stupid.
I can guess how you all feel about this, but if you want to vent anyway, knock yourselves out. [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
What with Justice Scalia deciding that it's OK for us to shoot bad guys on our premises and the recent case of the Texan who killed two men who were trying to burgle his neighbor, home defense is on a great many gun owners' minds.
This instructional video was sent to me by Chuck Windsor, a retired film actor, and we present it here for your edification. The Gun Nut, of course, makes no endorsement of the tactics seen herein, and all that stuff.
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By Philip Bourjaily
I was going to post a funny video of an accidental discharge to start this post, then this news item caught my eye as a reminder that there aren’t any funny accidental discharges. This is the only fatality I’ve ever heard of at a gun club. Incredibly enough, it was the club’s manager who fired the shot. All of us, no matter how experienced, have to remember always:
1. Treat guns as if they were loaded
2. Keep the muzzle pointed in a safe direction at all times.
Arguably, rule two is more important than rule one, because if you break rule one, rule two acts as a failsafe. The only two accidental discharges I’ve personally witnessed did nothing worse than embarrass the shooters.
The first was on a trap field, where no one had told a teenager that his borrowed Model 12 would go off if he closed the action with his finger on the trigger. Fortunately, he had the gun pointed safely at the ground, and did nothing worse than blast a divot in the grass.
The second was by an old farmer who accepted our invitation to come hunt with us on his land (you know how... [ Read Full Post ]
By David E. Petzal and Philip Bourjaily
But this does not do justice to the pair. When you pick them up and swing them, they seem to have a life of their own. They are living proof of why the British remain Numero Uno in the world of scatterguns, despite being an otherwise degenerate race whose great days are long past. The two guns are as slender and graceful as magic wands, which in a sense they are.
How much? I thought you’d never ask. If you show up with $180,000, Niles Wheeler will let you walk out with the cased set. If this sounds extravagant, be aware that if you order a new Purdey 28-gauge today, you will wait 4 years and then pay $130,000 for the one gun. And when you consider that two are unique, and will certainly be worth far more in a few years, you would be well advised to forget about the new Bentley and grab them.
Yes, I know that right now some of you are considering killing your dogs for food and selling your children to fill the gas tank. We’ve been all through this. Life, as John Kennedy said, is not fair. [ Read Full Post ]
By Philip Bourjaily
Sincere thanks to everyone who suggested a name for my puppy. My wife, sons and I read all 442 entries, voted, re-voted, lobbied, argued, voted some more, and came up with a short list on Saturday. Sunday we found we had turned against Saturday’s names and we had to repeat the whole process. The final short list was:
Deke
Cooper
Levi
Jed
Otto
Skeeter
And the winner is: Jed. It is short, sturdy, easy to yell. It goes well with Ike. I have never known anyone named Jed, so the name is a clean slate for this little dog to work with. And, it gives me an excuse to sing the “Beverly Hillbillies” theme song to the puppy.
Thanks to Scrap 5000, who sent in a very long list of names and trusted one of them to hit the mark. Accuracy is fine for rifle shooters, but we shotgunners know putting lots of pellets in the air is the key to hitting a target.
Levi finished a very close second. Thanks to Fred for the name. My friend Cody McCullough owned a Levi, one of the... [ Read Full Post ]