What to take to Rendezvous Eeks for Show-and-Tell?!? I think it may be something smelly…and something that comes apart.
Came across this interesting and certainly preiswert ammo at the Kaufhaus Der Kapitalismus last Sunday while out gathering a few things in the 100-degree heat. Seems like it would be fine blasting fodder in the NATO Ishapore. My buddy who had The Ishapore apart and re-parked said it might a few fouling shots to clear the chamber of crud…so this would be in keeping with that. At first I thought the “ZQ” designation was some kind of Zombie-appeal, but it turns out that it’s just foreign. MKE = Makina ve Kimya Endustrisi, (of Kurumu, Turkey)…
However the Interwebz chattering-class reports are varied. Some say that this Turkish FMJBT stuff is very good, other reports suggest it’s loaded hot. Interestingly on the box is the claim, “lot tested to assure less than one minute of angle at 100 meters.”
The Ishapore Arsenal actually uses very good steel and the No. 1 Mk III* was re-designed for the Nato 7.62 round – it’s not a conversion from the .303’s already in existence, so I shouldn’t be too worried… And I have another one in .303 that I’ll bring along to the Rendezvous for comparison purposes.
Being a bit under the weather is a fine time to do some reading – between naps and old-people stuff – and so far have finished Bobbi’s I Work On A Starship and then went on to Jim’s The Grey Man: Vignettes (Volume 1) and after that (yesterday) finished Marko’s Terms of Enlistment before getting into Bill’s humongous tome, Lightning Fall: A Novel of Disaster – really all very well and seriously done works.
Bobbie get’s props for Space Nazis (!) and the very early years of Star-flight (had me going back to The Old Negro Space Program, almost) in such a detailed technical way that even the door-latched close with a realistic clang that even The USOS Seaview never had. I’m glad to say I have met two out of four of the writers, and hope to meet the rest sometime in a gun-fun situation.
Jim get’s props for being and knowing Real Americans as it were – and the Heart of Texas, plus some double-good take-down scenes as his Gray Man yarn goes from the dusty back-country to the high seas to political with romance and sniper-work thrown in for good measure, “Sling UP!”
Marko‘s works takes us through two military services, and then off-planet away from a dystopian soylent-green scenario to the siege of a space-colony under duress by alien weather-makers…
And Bill is quintessentially Bill – and good at it, weaving together multiple character POV’s, both good-guys and bad-guys and greasy politicians and people in-between, in a Tale of Destruction, as the US sags and collapses under the weight of a terrorist EMP attack. Only *I* have to get over the Beretta Tomcat, but/since he’s worked it well into the plot – and also I’m only on page 139.
Monday was a BIG day, with the sofa-sleeper arriving in the AM that was too big to fit down the hall and had to go through the Office window on its back. Finally the room is mostly complete, with the vintage Macouillard Matson-Line menus on the wall and the Guatemala masks above the closet, there is now a guest-room that actual guests can stay-in.
After all that we made a Costco (beer-run!) supply-trip where I discovered the answer to my gun-room prayers; a large but not too-large metal locking cabinet that can house my books and reloading manuals and amateur gunsmithing nick-nacks and the stacks of empty brass and lead and junk that was stored in mu7ltiple boxes and strewn around the room. All neatly out of sight under lock and key- and I wonder if I should get a second one…. Phew! More bathroom hardware went on to replace the outdated finishes of the previous hardware and there are still a couple of lights to take-down and replace with new ones. And I ordered a fresh and new bar-sink and faucet to replace the old and worn units – so, ready for some upcoming plumbing work…
UPDATE: I’m still not really that sure-about or sold-on the Harbor Freight reloading bench. Once built it’s plenty sturdy, perhaps a bit long – but the holes in the top for the wood-working bench-dogs are a bit too frequent, and in order to mount the press where I want it (on the end) I neglected to mount the wood-vise, so they’re really not all that useful – unless I can find or rig a Y-fork rifle-holder and use some pair of holes as a cleaning station… If I mounted the press on the face of the bench then half the drawers will be compromised and unable to open, and while the multiple drawers are swell they don’t open fully, even though they are on full-extension “type” slides/glides, so some of the space is not very accessible – maybe it’s fine for a woodworker but it’s starting to piss me off just a leetle beet…
UPDATE: Link linked. And Linked here.
You know how you have to sling-up (tightly) and go prone? My left elbow is mush, swollen and painful – and it feels like the “kneecap” (if an elbow had one) is loose. So shooting the Match would have been a bust anyhow since I can’t go onto my elbows. Maybe I need to take the pistolero stuff more seriously now, instead of the riflery? Still it would be good to finally make Expert, but not this weekend.
I need to remember to be (more) careful in the shower when I turn around – those narrow walls and bony elbows don’t mix – tile is unforgiving. That’s the only thing I can think of lately/recently that I might have impacted. I do remember wincing in pain not too long ago, but it’s the usual stuff, just turning to get the shaving cream, or soap and WHANG!… Damn.
Because there is a risk of infection putting a needle in to drain the bursa, the Doc said to wait it out. Ice and Ibuprofen.
Pulling both triggers on the thumb-cocker 12-guage coach-gun simultaneously while only wearing a t-shirt because of the hot weather can lead to a physical and visual reminder. It’s not something I did myself, but I came pretty close with the K-31’s steel butt-plate. Actually I do have a pretty good blue-spot now, but that one’s Uncle’s.
Normally I wear a Creedmoor shooting coat that provides a secure shoulder rest and the stiff Cordura Nylon fabric adds a fair amount of structure – but I didn’t bring it this time.
So I snuggled up close and tried to pull the rifle into my shoulder tightly, padding the forearm with my shooting glove on the block of wood, and with a sweatshirt between my bench-elbow and the concrete top so it wouldn’t bounce hard.
Still I got a good thump in return, much greater than if I had been wearing my shooting coat, and I took my time shooting. After a couple cease-fires, and a box of GP-11 and some loose-loads I had laying around, I switched to the Sig.
UPDATE: The thumping wasn’t too bad, it was just in the wrong place and I wasn’t set-up well on the bench.