The Rendezvous is fast upon us!! There’s always the question of what gun(s) to bring, for show-and-tell, or for cool-factor, or for bragging rights at the 900-yard drum out at the Washoe facility. At the first Rendezvous I attended it seemed like people brought-out an amazing array of all kinds of stuff in mass-quantities, but that trend seems to have diminished in recent years with things getting more specific, and the weight-to-carry more burdensome.
This year I’m bringing the .44-40 Rossi 92 carbine, and the .44-40 Vaquero. I don’t believe/recall seeing a lever-gun at the Rendezvous ever before, but it could just be that I’ve missed something among the plethora of guns.
Also hitching a ride is my new #PewPewLife 9mm Shield. We’ll see how well that does at the steel games, HA!
In other news I’m bring a few contributions to the Raffle Table that may interest people. UPDATE: I have a
couple of scope mount s for which I have no scopes: a .S.A.L.T 30mm (with 1-inch inserts) that’s as rugged as a brick, and a 30mm ultra lightweight Aero Precision 30mm mount.
Also I made-up a couple of blow-out kits that contain: a Sof-T Wide tourniquet, two Hyfin chest-seals (you need two), a compressed 4-inch gauze pack, and trauma shears all shoved into a in a nifty HSG molle pouch with malice clips. Included is a velcro First Aid patch. Some lucky persons could take these home.
UPDATE: Coming from the other direction I was able to get about fifty more feet done, twenty-odd today until I ran into the sun, and like a Vampire had to turn away. It’s thick and tough going, and across the curbing is a lush paradise of rocks and weeds that require removal.
Hand edging is a little time-consuming, but this week the heat has lightened a bit and I can stay out there longer, at least long enough to get another forty or fifty feet done.
There’s a lot of crabgrass to snip-through, and a lot of dirt has washed down along with grass that has grown up. Cutting-back to the edging amounts to about four-inches wide of grass and a bunch of dirt too. Some of the sprinkler heads are at least two inches below the grass surface, sometimes they are down below the dirt-surface.
Along the entry walkway I also had to trim back the ground-cover that the hummingbirds love, but there’s plenty of it. The stuff was on sale at Home Depot recently. I tried looking it up up, but I the name I thought I saw and didn’t properly remember (“Island-Calendula or something?) didn’t come back with any hits — however a little Google-fu revealed: Epilobium canum ‘Silver Select’, Red flowering California Fuchsia with silver gray foliage.
Something like that anyhow. It’s hardy and takes the sun and heat well so I’ll see about getting some more of it for the embankment.
The dark forces of Oleanderous have been increasing, and so we began a counter-assault on the stalking-shrubbery. At first our efforts were only to staunch the flow of greenery, but now decisive prunery-measures have been taken with the force of Lopers. Much leafy-ness has been laid low.
Further advances high upon the embankment have been made against The Second Battalion of Oleanderous, that lay hidden behind the first. The site of slaughter is covered in fallen stalks, crying out for bagging.
Meanwhile, on a armed and covert scouting mission, I came upon Saaleman-of-Stihl at the Tru-Valu pub. I am intrigued by the potential new weaponry for this Fighting Division. Combi-toools of horrendous apportment and agility, extensible Wands of Power, powered-up Hedgery!
I am reclining with a malty-mountain beverage of banquet proportions, perusing the catalog of Stihl weaponry… Such a wishbook!
Today was the Annual Gun Club Picnic. The temps have dropped to accommodate us and the weather was really fine as long as you were not stuck in traffic on Hwy-50, but taking the back-roads instead. Once again I didn’t win any of the big raffle prizes, no AR-15, no Henry .22LR or S&W Shield 9mm — but I won a Yeti can-cooler and that basically paid-back for my ticket outlay among the peanut-gallery prizes.
With our last name in the salad-making group, we brought three large tin-foil pans laden with chilled fruit: pineapple, cantaloupe, and watermelon. By the end of the event there wasn’t a bite left in sight. So good, plus the Yeti!
We met new friends *cough* (?Dave?) and Carol – and Eddy who is retiring in January so he can shoot more.
Tomorrow night is a general club-meeting and I should probably attend since I am a “sorta-RSO” and should be clued-in about things.
And today is apparently my Blogversary, going back to my first Mai-Tai Recipe post on this date in 2004. Sheesh, 12-years of this drivel, really? Please forgive my rambling. In the ensuing years I have bought and sold a number of different pistols and rifles (’43 M1-Carbine, Swiss K-31, Sig P220/P220-ST Nitron). That will probably continue as I search for a happy medium of what I can reasonably get my head around in terms of caliber-assortment, and as my perspective and direction grows and changes.
Up here in Old West cowboy-country, I now have a .44-40 single-action Vaquero and a Rossi lever-gun to match in the same obsolete caliber. I’m no longer engaged in Across-the-Course NRA High-Power matches or web-mastering the club-scores, but now I am an RSO and a CCW-carrier.
The California Gerrymandered One-Party Stupidslature is making it challenging (again) to be a gun-owner of certain kinds of scary-looking stuff, while other things that actually present a greater danger are utterly off-the-radar (duh!). Hunting is poised on the brink of extinction, leveraged by bogus science and false statistics, and an agenda-driven Leftward slant relying on the vast ignorance and apathy of the majority-urban population voting bloc. Let’s hope we can change that because in this part of the state Hunting is still a viable and necessary food-resource, and out-of-control animal population growth MUST be managed while people still need to eat.
God Bless you all.
UPDATE: Two days working under the oleanders in moderate temps (85-degrees) wearing the Comp-Tac, and and the sweat has helped soften the leather and make it more comfortable. Plus I got six yard-bags filled with cuttings and the silk-tree is becoming more visible. I know oleanders can-or-are supposed to cause a reaction since they’re poisonous, but I’m wearing gloves and guess I’m not getting any of that.
I’m sorta on the fence about the laser-pointer. On the one hand it’s great in the dark, it’s tiny and doesn’t add weight and you don;’t need to use the sights — but on the other it adds an element of doo-hicky-ness, and the Comp-Tac holster combination isn’t breaking in very fast. The additional wide-dimension and bulk that the laser-holster requires spreads the pressure-points around a wider arc (good) so it takes up more space (bad). One of the belt clips is nearly center-of-back.
The Blade-Tech Nano holster is smaller and more comfortable to wear on a constant basis, but the stiff polymer isn’t THAT comfortable in certain positions, like driving, however it is smooth and that is nice and the retention click is very good.
Maybe I need a second, “Night Gun” with the laser. Maybe I need to wear the laser-holster combo when I’m out cutting into the oleanders and get all sweaty in order to break it in faster. There are belt-loops instead of clips I can get for the Comp-Tac that might make it fit better, if I can get them to attach – they’re not directly made for this model.
Since temperatures have plummeted down into the Mid-90’s we decided to grill. Chicken thighs were rubbed with a fine-grained, spicy curry-turmeric rub, and another batch with a McCormick “Cowboy Rub” that is much more coarse.
Also a Pasilla pepper was roasted to remove the tough skin and prepare it for Gazpacho, and a red-onion was cut into two pieces for the same – but we ate half of it anyhow. And there were hot-dogs too, and lastly bacon to slow-grill.
UPDATE: I like chicken thighs (boneless-skinless) because they are not so sensitive to drying-out as breasts. Get ’em up to 160-degrees on the thermometer, yank them off the grill and pop them in the pan where they will continue to cook – and they’ll stay juicy.
Got the M16 knife and it’s very comfortable and sure-handed as I noticed today while doing repairs to the Low Granite Outcropping’s drip-lines. Nice and lightweight too! The little flashlight is a powerful LED unit, and the Shield wears a LaserMax pointer now, chosen because it has an ambidexterous master on-off switch and is not an instant-on, because a friend has a Crimson Trace instant-on and he can’t get through a range workout without burning through a battery or two. Whatever.
The pointer was a match-up to a little Comp-Tac MERC (whatever…) IWB holster from Midway, and I was comfortable with that since I’m OK with my other Comp-Tac holsters. I’ve been playing around with cant and angles, since it’s different than the BladeTech “Nano” all-kydex (or polymer) holster that doesn’t accommodate a laser-pointer but just seems to disappear in my pants – until I feel an uncomfortable poke while moving around – driving mainly.
The leather backing on the Comp-Tac may be more forgiving once it breaks in but it does require a break-in time. We’ll see how it all works out and what goes into the Box-‘O’-Holsters-&-Crap…
Meanwhile, outside temperature is 102.
It’s the middle of summer and at 9:30AM in 90+ degree heat, the crepe myrtle is bursting at the seams. As I went to do some weeding in the shade before the solar furnace got really turned-on, I could hear the tree from across the lawn. If people have been wondering where all the bees went, I can answer that question: they’re right here!