A few people, okay 1, have asked me about my exploits learning about rifle building. I am a hobbyist, I do not perform work for others, and assume all risk for what I do. As I’ve stated before, I live in rural Alaska and have no hands - on mentor. We have to fly or boat to where we live. I have a fair grasp of mechanical things and quite a bit of metal fabrication and welding experience thanks to a former life as a produce farmer and builder of custom equipment for such, but not really any precision machining experience up until 3 years ago. I do have a bit of a perfectionist way about me for some things according to some in my family. I am no machinist or gunsmith by any stretch of the imagination and claim no position as an expert. This, and the writing, is purely an exercise in passing the time while trying to keep my mushy brain somewhat sharp during the cold, wet SE AK winter.
I decided that if I wanted to learn about this stuff I was on my own. Thankfully, there are a TON of resources out there, both online and in books, and I am forever grateful to those who are willing to share freely with complete strangers. It takes a tremendous amount of courage to put yourself forth in front of a community so often times very willing to eat their own (not so much here at the Nosler Forum. Thanks all). Please keep that in mind if you can stand to read my 8th grade writing and feel like hitting reply. All constructive stuff is taken to heart and appreciated. Sorry in advance as I don’t take a bunch of pictures, and much of the minutia of my feeble machining skills are left out. Please excuse punctuation, and grammar, I’m a product of a very sorry public school system and no college. So, if you’ve had plenty of caffeine, or need material to prepare for a 2 hour nap, here goes:
Chapter 1.
I was perusing Alaska’s List on cold January day and noticed a used Remington 700 in 7mm Mag for $249.00. My gears started turning as a friend was in the market for a donor action. And I'm always in the market for a rifle project. I quickly called the shop in Anchorage that advertised it and within minutes the owner had my credit card number for the rifle plus $50 shipping and packaging fee for the trip via US Postal to the Alaska bush. A few days later my friend who is an FFL dealer called and said it was ready for transfer and pick up. The rifle was as advertised, some slight pitting on the barrel with the action as clean as a hound's nuts minus a little bit of bluing. The ADL stock had a couple of bruises but the innards had never been molested by any ham - fisted Gun Savage with an inletting tool (Dremel) and a tube of JB Weld nor was the barrel channel scraped with a barrel floating tool ordered up fresh from the Brownells catalog. Much respect paid to the old owner. My friend declined the deal as he was really wanting a stainless model so he is continuing the hunt closer to home. It was up to me.
Now I'm one of those who dives right in. Within minutes of getting home I had it stripped down and in the barrel vise. Wouldn't budge. A little heat on the breech from a propane torch. Still nothing. At this point, I remembered a post I read on the benchrest.com forum written by a fellow who was doing this when I was in diapers. He said to chuck it in the lathe and cut a relief in the old barrel right in front of the recoil lug to release the tension and you'd be home free. So it was off to the 1970's - era 15X40 Enterprise that used to live at the Lemon Creek Correctional Facility in Juneau sooner than I expected. The relief cut came out beautifully, not a mark on the factory recoil lug. But the damned barrel still would not back out. At this point, I began to wonder if I'd gotten the bargain I'd been so eager to get my hands on. So, maybe foolishly, put a 3/4" drive socket on a 3' ratchet and torqued up the barrel vise until my eyes bugged out, cranked down the Wheeler action wrench a little tighter, and gave the handle a good whack with a dead blow. It moved! Now normally, when it moves, you're home free. This time, not so much. It came hard until the bitter end. I knew it was going to be bad, but at this point I was all in.
I decided that if I wanted to learn about this stuff I was on my own. Thankfully, there are a TON of resources out there, both online and in books, and I am forever grateful to those who are willing to share freely with complete strangers. It takes a tremendous amount of courage to put yourself forth in front of a community so often times very willing to eat their own (not so much here at the Nosler Forum. Thanks all). Please keep that in mind if you can stand to read my 8th grade writing and feel like hitting reply. All constructive stuff is taken to heart and appreciated. Sorry in advance as I don’t take a bunch of pictures, and much of the minutia of my feeble machining skills are left out. Please excuse punctuation, and grammar, I’m a product of a very sorry public school system and no college. So, if you’ve had plenty of caffeine, or need material to prepare for a 2 hour nap, here goes:
Chapter 1.
I was perusing Alaska’s List on cold January day and noticed a used Remington 700 in 7mm Mag for $249.00. My gears started turning as a friend was in the market for a donor action. And I'm always in the market for a rifle project. I quickly called the shop in Anchorage that advertised it and within minutes the owner had my credit card number for the rifle plus $50 shipping and packaging fee for the trip via US Postal to the Alaska bush. A few days later my friend who is an FFL dealer called and said it was ready for transfer and pick up. The rifle was as advertised, some slight pitting on the barrel with the action as clean as a hound's nuts minus a little bit of bluing. The ADL stock had a couple of bruises but the innards had never been molested by any ham - fisted Gun Savage with an inletting tool (Dremel) and a tube of JB Weld nor was the barrel channel scraped with a barrel floating tool ordered up fresh from the Brownells catalog. Much respect paid to the old owner. My friend declined the deal as he was really wanting a stainless model so he is continuing the hunt closer to home. It was up to me.
Now I'm one of those who dives right in. Within minutes of getting home I had it stripped down and in the barrel vise. Wouldn't budge. A little heat on the breech from a propane torch. Still nothing. At this point, I remembered a post I read on the benchrest.com forum written by a fellow who was doing this when I was in diapers. He said to chuck it in the lathe and cut a relief in the old barrel right in front of the recoil lug to release the tension and you'd be home free. So it was off to the 1970's - era 15X40 Enterprise that used to live at the Lemon Creek Correctional Facility in Juneau sooner than I expected. The relief cut came out beautifully, not a mark on the factory recoil lug. But the damned barrel still would not back out. At this point, I began to wonder if I'd gotten the bargain I'd been so eager to get my hands on. So, maybe foolishly, put a 3/4" drive socket on a 3' ratchet and torqued up the barrel vise until my eyes bugged out, cranked down the Wheeler action wrench a little tighter, and gave the handle a good whack with a dead blow. It moved! Now normally, when it moves, you're home free. This time, not so much. It came hard until the bitter end. I knew it was going to be bad, but at this point I was all in.