BSA CF2 .243
BSA CF2 .243
Experience. What you get just after you needed it.
Thank God for Trade Me...I have dumped some junk on there....303 with bulged barrel (mate used it for walking stick and when those searching for him fired a shot to help locate him, he fired the .303 forgetting about the 200 mm of dirt in barrel}...a semi auto shotty that had been shortened beyond legal limit...a 6.5 that had been stashed under a shed for a couple of years...an M1 that had been lying along side it...are just some of them.
Which is worse, ignorance or apathy...I don't know and don't care.
Shitty Brno semi auto .22, use to carry my bolt action over my shoulder as backup for when the bloody thing jammed solid, nearly every trip!
Boom, cough,cough,cough
Tikka T3
Ken
FALL IN LOVE WITH THE NUMBERS , NOT THE IDEA
x2 mossberg ATR100's in 308, a SMLE 303 that couldn't hit the side of a barn door and a norinco bolt action 7.62x39
RULE 4: IDENTIFY YOUR TARGET BEYOND ALL DOUBT
To be a Human is to be an Alien, ask the animals, We invade this world and we are killing it, we are destroying the earth and nobody gives a fuck except for the animals
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Once upon a time a very long time ago and not long after I had left home and joined the Forest Service as a trainee I was offered "a really excellent double barrelled shotgun with good hammers and really tight chokes so it would be a great "long range gun"".
5 pounds was the asking price, which was a lot of money when your trainee wages were one pound 3 shillings and fourpence per week before 30 shillings was deducted for cookhouse and camp fees.
Being quite experienced in the use of .303's and single shot .22's I assumed faults in a shotgun would be easy to spot, and also, since the willing seller was a ranger trainee in his third year, and therefor of godlike presence and must presumably be of 110% credibility, I saved hard and dreamt of the day it would be mine.
The day came and transaction completed, gun in hand I retreated to my hut and started to clean years of accumulated grime from the weapon, all the while imagining the pristine firearm that would be revealed and the hundreds of ducks and pheasants that would fall to its reports.
Once I got the outside of the barrels cleaned, I notice strange but quite pretty scroll-like patterns in the steel work. I imagined this proved the superior finish of such a fine weapon. Then I thought about cleaning the inside of the barrels. The only thing I could find to do the job was the handle of the tiny standard issue NZFS hut broom, which, with a bit of rag wrapped around it, served as a cleaning rod. I noticed some difficultly in getting the broom through the barrels at first, but it became easier after a few hours but felt quite rough. Looking down the barrels I was amazed to see rather disconcertingly large corroded holes and they were so big I was even holding my hand over the muzzles to see if there was any light showing through the sides of the barrels.
Somewhat aghast, I tremulously approached the senior ranger trainee / willing seller to discuss this alarming phenomenon of scabby barrel syndrome. He looked disparagingly down upon me and assured me that such minor wear was nothing more than proof of the great and venerable history the gun had as a long range killer of ducks and rabbits. Thus temporarily reassured I returned to my hut to consider the matter. I decided that it would be wise to seek a second opinion and so approached a local relative who knew a bit about guns. His advice was brief and awful. "Throw it away laddie".
The connotations of a 5 quid loss were too awful so yours truly decided he better find another willing buyer. One was eventually found but refused to pay more than 3 pounds 10 shillings for it, and then only after I referred him to the previous owner for a rundown of the illustrious history of that gun. I was relieved to be rid of it, and have until this day felt guilty about selling it on, even though I lost a weeks pay in the process. Never again did I look at buying a Damascus barrelled gun or anything with exterior hammers. Nor have I ever trusted a gun "expert' unless I could verify his credentials. A lesson learnt the hard way, and never forgotten.
RULE 4: IDENTIFY YOUR TARGET BEYOND ALL DOUBT
To be a Human is to be an Alien, ask the animals, We invade this world and we are killing it, we are destroying the earth and nobody gives a fuck except for the animals
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Can't think of any, I would like them all back.
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"Hunting and fishing" fucking over licenced firearms owners since ages ago.
308Win One chambering to rule them all.
A bunch of hunting builds that all taught me more about what I actually wanted/needed. While emptying my bank account
A t3 7mmwsm-wtf a caliber made to make the most of a short action in a long action,marketing gone mad.
Some old army rifles that could not shoot strait-I'd I'm going to collect it I have to be able to shoot it and have a chance of hitting the target.
And that brings me to the next, all my c cat stuff-all very cool but just taking up $ and space at the end of the day for me,while tempting me to be a bad boy.
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Nope nada, zip, zero, nothing at all.
It takes 43 muscle's to frown and 17 to smile, but only 3 for proper trigger pull.
What more do we need? If we are above ground and breathing the rest is up to us!
Rule 1: Treat every firearm as loaded
Rule 2: Always point firearms in a safe direction
Rule 3: Load a firearm only when ready to fire
Rule 4: Identify your target beyond all doubt
Rule 5: Check your firing zone
Rule 6: Store firearms and ammunition safely
Rule 7: Avoid alcohol and drugs when handling firearms
My first rifle, a Lakefield .22 it was such a shitter. Took ages to flick it through the Trade & Exchange, no Tardme back then...
10MRT shooters do it 60 times, in two directions and at two speeds.
Ruger Mini 30, loud before the suppressors went on the market, a pain to clean and 3" groups at 100m.
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