Recluse
03-18-2009, 12:38 AM
Reload.
I LOVE shooters who don't reload. Love the Lord, love my dog, love my wife, love shooters who don't reload. Verily.
Get to the range today to try out my Black Lube (which is worthless, by the way) and what greets me laying right there all purty and welcoming on the benchtop but a pile of .41 magnum once-fired empty brass casings. How do I know they were once fired? Because the non-reloading shooter so kind to have left them also left the Remington box he'd plucked them from.
I don't cast for .41 Magnum. Don't reload for it either. Might be because I don't own a .41 Magnum, but it IS on my list as the next wheelgun I'll purchase.
I'm thinking to myself, "Self, this can't get much better." Oh but how I was wrong. I bend over to set my shooting bag on the ledge underneath the bench, and what do my eyes behold? Three boxes full of empty Winchester .357 Magnum brass.
I've got a grin on my face bigger than Obama's right after he passes gas or breaks another promise while on camera, and the shooters next to me note my happy demeanor and I explain why I am such a happy shooter. They ask, "So, you reload--do you reload .38 special or .45?"
"Why, does a polar bear like frozen seal popsicles?" I answer. These two gents hand me a heavy plastic bag with probably 500+ empties of .38 Special and .45 ACP--all once-fired. I thank them profusely and right before they leave, one feller comes up and says, "What about .380 ACP--do you load that one too?" I assured him that I did--and slicker than hocus pocus, he reaches in his shooting bag and gives me close to 150 Winchester .380 ACP empties from his wife's gun.
I finish doing my disasterous testing of the Black Lube, then head over to the rifle side of the range. I find five boxes of .308 empties in my stall area. This place doesn't mind if you scrounge brass anyway--he does a BOOMING business with reloaders. I finish shooting, do some scrounging and end up with a little over one hundred 7.62 x 39mm Winchester empties, probably three hundred .223's of mixed headstamp, another forty or more 30-06 and a couple dozen .270.
Hell, I'd been content to have just paid the range fees today and scrounged. How oh how do I love the non-reloading segment of our shooting society!
:coffee:
I LOVE shooters who don't reload. Love the Lord, love my dog, love my wife, love shooters who don't reload. Verily.
Get to the range today to try out my Black Lube (which is worthless, by the way) and what greets me laying right there all purty and welcoming on the benchtop but a pile of .41 magnum once-fired empty brass casings. How do I know they were once fired? Because the non-reloading shooter so kind to have left them also left the Remington box he'd plucked them from.
I don't cast for .41 Magnum. Don't reload for it either. Might be because I don't own a .41 Magnum, but it IS on my list as the next wheelgun I'll purchase.
I'm thinking to myself, "Self, this can't get much better." Oh but how I was wrong. I bend over to set my shooting bag on the ledge underneath the bench, and what do my eyes behold? Three boxes full of empty Winchester .357 Magnum brass.
I've got a grin on my face bigger than Obama's right after he passes gas or breaks another promise while on camera, and the shooters next to me note my happy demeanor and I explain why I am such a happy shooter. They ask, "So, you reload--do you reload .38 special or .45?"
"Why, does a polar bear like frozen seal popsicles?" I answer. These two gents hand me a heavy plastic bag with probably 500+ empties of .38 Special and .45 ACP--all once-fired. I thank them profusely and right before they leave, one feller comes up and says, "What about .380 ACP--do you load that one too?" I assured him that I did--and slicker than hocus pocus, he reaches in his shooting bag and gives me close to 150 Winchester .380 ACP empties from his wife's gun.
I finish doing my disasterous testing of the Black Lube, then head over to the rifle side of the range. I find five boxes of .308 empties in my stall area. This place doesn't mind if you scrounge brass anyway--he does a BOOMING business with reloaders. I finish shooting, do some scrounging and end up with a little over one hundred 7.62 x 39mm Winchester empties, probably three hundred .223's of mixed headstamp, another forty or more 30-06 and a couple dozen .270.
Hell, I'd been content to have just paid the range fees today and scrounged. How oh how do I love the non-reloading segment of our shooting society!
:coffee: