Firearms Shenanigans but no critters
Jeff, Ali and Steve went to Gause yesterday after work.
I spent all afternoon at work dreaming of bullets, backstraps and spare ribs. I could scarecly focus on my work but luckily I had a long mindless task that needed to be finished. By some miracle all three of us were productive members of the workforce until just about 5:00 when we finally gave up.
We kicked the tires and lit the fires and headed northwest. I immediately noticed that it was extremely cloudy and very very windy. As the truck bucked to the side with each gust I attempted to convince myself that the animals wouldn't mind, they would probably be running around the pasture enjoying the cool breeze. Jeff then told me that all of the calf feed was gone from the big red creep feeded that Dr. Hann uses to draw the pigs in for us. I must admit that my hopes sank a little.
We got to Gause and proceeded to the main ranch to try out a new toy and to make certain that all the guns would fire. We had in our possesion for the afternoon a 1943 vintage bolt action rifle that was chambered in .303 British. It was a very short model for use by paratroopers and such. I was very happy with it. The cartidgelooked and a lot like a .308 winchester and the recoil was about the same also. It had a rear ring and three blade front sight, I fould that it aimed easily and shot pretty much where I pointed it. When we shot a steel plate penetratiopn was very similar to .270 but as one might expect the diameter of the hole was considerably greater. Overall I give this old dog a big thumbs up.
We took a walk down the creek and didn't see any fresh sign at all, then split up and covered most of the piggiest looking portions of the North Ranch with no sign of the split hooved bacon bearers or their brown buddies anywhere. My guess is that the change in weather and the dissappearance of all the calf feed has adversely effected our chances of seeing mass quantities of pigs here for the immediate future.
Oh well, better luck next time.
I spent all afternoon at work dreaming of bullets, backstraps and spare ribs. I could scarecly focus on my work but luckily I had a long mindless task that needed to be finished. By some miracle all three of us were productive members of the workforce until just about 5:00 when we finally gave up.
We kicked the tires and lit the fires and headed northwest. I immediately noticed that it was extremely cloudy and very very windy. As the truck bucked to the side with each gust I attempted to convince myself that the animals wouldn't mind, they would probably be running around the pasture enjoying the cool breeze. Jeff then told me that all of the calf feed was gone from the big red creep feeded that Dr. Hann uses to draw the pigs in for us. I must admit that my hopes sank a little.
We got to Gause and proceeded to the main ranch to try out a new toy and to make certain that all the guns would fire. We had in our possesion for the afternoon a 1943 vintage bolt action rifle that was chambered in .303 British. It was a very short model for use by paratroopers and such. I was very happy with it. The cartidgelooked and a lot like a .308 winchester and the recoil was about the same also. It had a rear ring and three blade front sight, I fould that it aimed easily and shot pretty much where I pointed it. When we shot a steel plate penetratiopn was very similar to .270 but as one might expect the diameter of the hole was considerably greater. Overall I give this old dog a big thumbs up.
We took a walk down the creek and didn't see any fresh sign at all, then split up and covered most of the piggiest looking portions of the North Ranch with no sign of the split hooved bacon bearers or their brown buddies anywhere. My guess is that the change in weather and the dissappearance of all the calf feed has adversely effected our chances of seeing mass quantities of pigs here for the immediate future.
Oh well, better luck next time.
posted by steven-hoffman | 6:23 PM
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The .303 was borrowed from someone that I don't know. There was a box of bullets in the gun case with it, so we shot most of them.
I had hoped to shoot a critter with it and leave a copy of the photo with the rifle.
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