We shoot when we can...

[nodak7mm]

Nice suprise today, been below 0* for past week. Had to get out and burn some powder cuz it was spose to warm up to +7* today..

Messing around with my 22/250 and some cheapy MidSouth 55 gr softpoints and pulled off this 5 shot group. 4 into 0.333"

Can you say minute of PD? Even a frozen PD. Schwingaroonie fer sure. 8) Now to see if I can do it again and again..

Rod

 

[JD338]

nodak7mm

Nice, I use RL 15 in my 22-250 as well.

JD338

 

[DrMike]

Rod,

Enjoy those balmy days! Good to burn some powder any time you are able to do so. It is doubly sweet when you have satisfying groups. Congratulations.

 

[Powerstroke]

Difficult to get the barrel to hot on days like that huh? :wink:

 

[cloverleaf]

Good for you Rod. Guess they tried to open up my range with a bobcat last week and gave up for some reason. Winter is gettin long. Keep shootin'! CL

 

[old #7]

Schwingaroonie fer sure. 8)

LOL
I could see Austin Powers out in a frozen feild with a rifle poping p-dogs.

 

[nodak7mm]

Yep, except today I probably looked more like Elmer Fudd, and my shooting was"Gwoovy, Bwaby!" 8) Just goes to show even a frozen blind hog can find a truffle once and awhile... :lol:

Rod

 

[6mm Remington]

Our range has steel stools for seats we sit on. If you forget to bring a towel when it's that cold, lets just say that some parts of a guys body get awful cold! :shock:

 

[HTDUCK]

7 degrees?I can only imagine.

It's in the mid 50s here and I've got on two shirts and a jacket and my feet are still cold.

Good shooting sir.
What kinda 250 is it?

Howard

 

[cloverleaf]

Not to belabor the point but here's my post from a year ago. Im gonna think about it this weekend. Probably wont but sure thinkin' about it. CL

Well, call it cabin fever. But it was a beautiful day here in the great white north and last week it had been 40 degrees or better a couple days last week..... As I sat on the driveway on the east side of the house in the afternon sun I couldnt resist the idea. Any way the fellas had a bobcat out to the range a couple weeks ago and the had plowed paths to the benches and the backstop. Least thats what they said, anyway it had been nice last week. How bad could it be.....never mind the thermometer was in the single digits this morning.....and the windchill....aw what kind of a wimp am I!?!? I was born and raised in SD. There was a windchill in the house for most of the winter.....!
So I grab my 250 Savage and my .22 just cause, and jump in the car. Off to the range. This is great! Wife and daughter are off havin fun for the day, -knocked a couple things off the "honey do" list this a.m. and even did the dishes. Recreation of the finest kind and guilt free to boot!!
Its a 23 mile drive on a beautiful day....through 45 minutes of traffic, but at last Im on the freeway out of the big town in Minnesota! As I get close I can see the steam from the cooling tower at the powerplant near the range. Rats! a crosswind from the west....hey there wasnt any wind in town? But, that just adds to the challenge. Besides, Im on a mission.

Last week I was home to SD and did some reloading. There I sat 46 years old, down the basement next to my Dad, doing some reloading just like when I was 10. This time he actually let me do most of the work, getting primers jammed in the old herters press just like I used too, Dad still double checking my measurements, and asking him wether we should trim or not. this is more knowlege than i used to have and so Dad relents a little. He lubes I decap and resize. The dies are set so he lets me switch back and forth. I brought home a new scale becuase he was always complaing about his old Herters scale "sticking". In the end, mine is just as "sticky" as his or so he says but he uses the new one, though he would eventually send it home with me again, saying his worked fine. Watching him, really watching, I see what a precisionist he really was/is. Every charge is weighed, each process falls into a pattern that though he rarely uses anymore is obviously practiced. Lubing cases looks methodical, almost easy as he talks about Mom or my sisters upcoming wedding, Mom, politics, work, all good things that a son should hear his Dads opinion on once hes old enough to appreciate it. I avoid hunting, the days of empty public land and friend access are gone and its taken the joy out of it for Dad. And Im too far away to make it easy and his grand-daugghter isnt into it... Still its nice, warm, and reassuring. My daughter is upstairs playing the piano. I ask Dad if we should go up and he says no its Ok I can hear from here. Let grandma enjoy herself. Dad even consents to let the "kid" try a new powder. So we work up a load using 4064.......back to the present.....

I arrive at the range. Hey nobody else here....cool! a real relaxing time. I swing out of the car and the wind hits my face. Jeez its cold...this wont be good for groups. but I'm ready. Heavy jacket, face mask, extra jersy glove withthe trigger finger cut out. Load myself, rifles, ammo etc into the wheelchair and head for the gate. Yup there are paths plowed, but lots of ice too. I get through the first few obstacles where lots of boot traffic has made "lumpy ice", but loaded down as I am I have lots of weight and good traction. I get to the plowed part of the path and the ice is thin and crusted with snow or gone altogether.
I go out to the 100yard mark to put out my targets but the last 20 yds aint plowed, no path. But I can make it. About halfway to the target stand I here that voice in my head say somthing about irresponsible and reckless. No no...Im fine, and warming up....take a break dont sweat... dang casters on the wheelchair....but hey made it.... put up targets. Nice here in the half sheter of the berm. Just a little crosswind maybe five- ten mph. Ok back through the snow, easier this time and the pea rock is froze solid, actually easier to push across. That little voice again....naw,naw. If you get into trouble just call John he only lives a mile away, embarassing- yes but not reckless. Besides you gotta challenge yourself. That's why you are out here...still should have called him. That would have been fun too. Next time- hed really razz me if my groups stink.
Finally get to the bench. Didnt bring my sand bag along as there were ones visible on the bench. Well Duh- they are froze stuck to the bench and solid as a rock. Find a bench that has a couple frozen at the right height and at the right spot-sort of. Breezy but sunny....cold but nice. Get settled in, fold my gun case over a frozen sand bag and lay an extra glove under the grip. Alright, not much better than the hood of a truck, but I'm here. Fist three shots are my favorite load. 40 grains of 4350 under a 75 grain V-max. Dads recipie. The "kid" wanted one more grain in the last batch and the groups went south. Back to the sweet spot. Jeez did I yank that one. but by the fourth shot Ive settled in. I wonder if the barrel will get hot in this weather and affect my groups? Im waiting 2-3 minutes between shots. I dont own a spotting scope....gotta get one. Just for fun I bust a piece of a clay pigeon laying on the berm...at least it disappears. Man am I yanking! Shivering too...
Ok switch to the new load. Settle in, breathe, breathe, "this is the first loads I ever did all by myself ...what if I screwed up? But its a Mauser right it will hold up...?? Dad was there it should be good...c'mon breathe squeeze....creep in this ...BANG!!" Hey that wasnt bad. Check the case and primer they look fine. Two more shots...still yanking, but it dosent kick much. I like...this is fun jeez Im shivering...... Better get for home while I still can. Made it back for the targes below.
The groups aint much and the 4064 may need work, but the 75 grn v-max had two of the four shots touching....it was fun. Sorry for the long post. cant wait for SPRING, and reloading with Dad.... well you know. CL



35 grians of 4064 under a 100 gr. NBT


40 grians of 4350 under a 75 grain V-max four shots (two in larger hole)

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