Back in April, my son and I were offered the opportunity to shoot a .50 BMG. This is the cartridge that was made famous by the M2 or "Ma Deuce". John Moses Browning, often called "God's Own Armorer", designed the M2, along with a design that may be the most beloved firearm ever, the 1911 Government Colt .45. It is probably about the largest cartridge I'll ever have the chance to fire. Because of the muzzle brake, it was comfortable to fire, very comparable to a 12 gauge shooting slugs. The bullet is about as big around as my little finger and the cartridge is 5 1/2 inches long.
Unknown to me at the time, the experience was being videoed, and fortunately it was recently posted on another blog. The owner was kind enough to present a high quality version for me and I've posted it for your entertainment.
The first shooter, and the 10 year old (or so) who shoot last were other shooters given the chance to do so.
Bill
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Couldn't GM solve it's financial problems....
Very easily if they would just start building primers and making brass?
All that capacity, all those workers, surely they could be fairly easily converted over to manufacturing something that people actually want!!
I know, it's been 2 months, but I'm very close to completing a VERY long term project, and I've been VERY busy at work!
All that capacity, all those workers, surely they could be fairly easily converted over to manufacturing something that people actually want!!
I know, it's been 2 months, but I'm very close to completing a VERY long term project, and I've been VERY busy at work!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Quote of the Day!
The only difference I ever found between the Democratic leadership and the Republican leadership is that one of them is skinning you from the ankle up and the other, from the ear down. - Huey P. Long
Tip of the Hat to http://smallestminority.blogspot.com/
Tip of the Hat to http://smallestminority.blogspot.com/
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Here we go!!!!
Update: Attorney General Eric Holder told reporters Wednesday that President Obama would like to "reinstitute the ban on the sale of assault weapons" that expired in 2004 under the Bush administration. Holder said the ban would not only be a "positive move" by the United States, but would help reduce the trafficking of guns to the drug cartels in Mexico. It looks like the gun boom is far from over.
From this article: http://blogs.moneycentral.msn.com/topstocks/archive/2009/02/25/fear-of-obama-drives-gun-stocks-higher.aspx
And no one can even define "assault weapons"! Is an AR15 in semiautomatic an "assault weapon"? How about a Ruger 10/22 with a 30 round clip? Or a bolt action .308 with a 15 round clip? Or a .40 caliber Springfield XDM pistol with a 16 round clip?
Here comes the nightmare, are we ready?
From this article: http://blogs.moneycentral.msn.com/topstocks/archive/2009/02/25/fear-of-obama-drives-gun-stocks-higher.aspx
And no one can even define "assault weapons"! Is an AR15 in semiautomatic an "assault weapon"? How about a Ruger 10/22 with a 30 round clip? Or a bolt action .308 with a 15 round clip? Or a .40 caliber Springfield XDM pistol with a 16 round clip?
Here comes the nightmare, are we ready?
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
As I Age....
I find that I am becoming less and less tolerant of the evil I see around me in the world. I see how it affects others, and think how easily it could affect those I love and respect.
A friend emailed me to tell me that a man was assaulted and stabbed in his home by thugs looking for his supposed pain medications. No mention was made about whether the man actually had pain medications, just that they were looking for them.
My friend then pointed out that people wonder why he always carries, even when he is alone in his own home. Now he has a newspaper article to hand them!
Another friend emailed me this piece:
Why I Carry a Gun
My old grandpa said to me, "Son, there comes a time in every man's life when he stops bustin' knuckles and starts bustin' caps and usually it's when he becomes too old to take an ass whoopin'."
I don't carry a gun to kill people. I carry a gun to keep from being killed.
I don't carry a gun to scare people. I carry a gun because sometimes this world can be a scary place.
I don't carry a gun because I'm paranoid. I carry a gun because there are real threats in the world.
I don't carry a gun because I'm evil. I carry a gun because I have lived long enough to see the evil in the
world.
I don't carry a gun because I hate the government. I carry a gun because I understand the limitations of government.
I don't carry a gun because I'm angry. I carry a gun so that I don't have to spend the rest of my life hating myself for failing to be prepared.
I don't carry a gun because I want to shoot someone. I carry a gun because I want to die at a ripe old age in my bed, and not on a sidewalk somewhere tomorrow afternoon.
I don't carry a gun because I'm a cowboy. I carry a gun because, when I die and go to Heaven, I want to be a cowboy.
I don't carry a gun to make me feel like a man. I carry a gun because men know how to take care of themselves and the ones they love.
I don't carry a gun because I feel inadequate. I carry a gun because unarmed and facing three armed thugs, I AM inadequate.
I don't carry a gun because I love it. I carry a gun because I love life and the people who make it meaningful to me.
Author Unknown
I would add a paraphrasing of something I heard a long time ago and for which I don't remember the source:
I don't carry a pistol because I expect trouble, IF I EXPECTED trouble, I would carry a rifle!!
A friend emailed me to tell me that a man was assaulted and stabbed in his home by thugs looking for his supposed pain medications. No mention was made about whether the man actually had pain medications, just that they were looking for them.
My friend then pointed out that people wonder why he always carries, even when he is alone in his own home. Now he has a newspaper article to hand them!
Another friend emailed me this piece:
Why I Carry a Gun
My old grandpa said to me, "Son, there comes a time in every man's life when he stops bustin' knuckles and starts bustin' caps and usually it's when he becomes too old to take an ass whoopin'."
I don't carry a gun to kill people. I carry a gun to keep from being killed.
I don't carry a gun to scare people. I carry a gun because sometimes this world can be a scary place.
I don't carry a gun because I'm paranoid. I carry a gun because there are real threats in the world.
I don't carry a gun because I'm evil. I carry a gun because I have lived long enough to see the evil in the
world.
I don't carry a gun because I hate the government. I carry a gun because I understand the limitations of government.
I don't carry a gun because I'm angry. I carry a gun so that I don't have to spend the rest of my life hating myself for failing to be prepared.
I don't carry a gun because I want to shoot someone. I carry a gun because I want to die at a ripe old age in my bed, and not on a sidewalk somewhere tomorrow afternoon.
I don't carry a gun because I'm a cowboy. I carry a gun because, when I die and go to Heaven, I want to be a cowboy.
I don't carry a gun to make me feel like a man. I carry a gun because men know how to take care of themselves and the ones they love.
I don't carry a gun because I feel inadequate. I carry a gun because unarmed and facing three armed thugs, I AM inadequate.
I don't carry a gun because I love it. I carry a gun because I love life and the people who make it meaningful to me.
Author Unknown
I would add a paraphrasing of something I heard a long time ago and for which I don't remember the source:
I don't carry a pistol because I expect trouble, IF I EXPECTED trouble, I would carry a rifle!!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
An old Indian said:
From http://www.softgreenglow.com/wp/
It’s late fall and the Indians on a remote reservation in South Dakota asked their new chief if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild.
Since he was a chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the old secrets. When he looked at the sky, he couldn’t tell what the winter was going to be like. Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect firewood to be prepared.
But, being a practical leader, after several days, he got an idea. He called the National Weather Service and asked, “Is the coming winter going to be cold?”
“It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold,” the meteorologist at the weather service responded. So the chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more firewood in order to be prepared.
A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. “Does it still look like it is going to be a very cold winter?”
“Yes,” the man at National Weather Service again replied, “it’s going to be a very cold winter.” The chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of firewood they could find.
Two weeks later, the chief called the National Weather Service again. “Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?”
“Absolutely,” the man replied. “It’s looking more and more like it is going to be one of the coldest winters we’ve ever seen.”
“How can you be so sure?” the chief asked.”
The weatherman replied, “The Indians are collecting firewood like crazy.”
It’s late fall and the Indians on a remote reservation in South Dakota asked their new chief if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild.
Since he was a chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the old secrets. When he looked at the sky, he couldn’t tell what the winter was going to be like. Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect firewood to be prepared.
But, being a practical leader, after several days, he got an idea. He called the National Weather Service and asked, “Is the coming winter going to be cold?”
“It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold,” the meteorologist at the weather service responded. So the chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more firewood in order to be prepared.
A week later, he called the National Weather Service again. “Does it still look like it is going to be a very cold winter?”
“Yes,” the man at National Weather Service again replied, “it’s going to be a very cold winter.” The chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect every scrap of firewood they could find.
Two weeks later, the chief called the National Weather Service again. “Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?”
“Absolutely,” the man replied. “It’s looking more and more like it is going to be one of the coldest winters we’ve ever seen.”
“How can you be so sure?” the chief asked.”
The weatherman replied, “The Indians are collecting firewood like crazy.”
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Another thought on the Stimulus Package
“You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that, my dear friend, is about the end of any nation. You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it.”
--Dr. Adrian Rogers
--Dr. Adrian Rogers
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