From what I remember from TV programs featuring the late R Lee Ermy, he held firearms in a seemingly unique fashion, different from how the person in this video held the rifle to fire it. Wonder if how R Lee Ermy held his weapons was out of personal choice.
Good video. Did some black powder once use true black and #11 caps. That worked but was a lot of work for a bang. I do hunt with modern muzzy but that is a lot different. Image using one of those with a grizzly barreling down on you.
My father was a licensed gunsmith and used to make 'em from scratch for black powder hunters. He'd buy the (I believe they were octogonal) rods, bore them, rifle them, and had the long tank for bluing them.
I remember him finishing his first one. He took it out back, added the powder, the patch, the ball, puts it to his shoulder. "POP," ball dropped to the ground about 4 feet from the end of the barrel. A little more powder, he says. Tries it again, BLAM, knocks himself flat on his ass, brushes himself off, looks at me and says, "somewhere between those two." I thought I'd lose it...
Just remember - he says Ivermectin and Hydroxychlorquin don't work, so don't give him any. Maybe another booster.
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From what I remember from TV programs featuring the late R Lee Ermy, he held firearms in a seemingly unique fashion, different from how the person in this video held the rifle to fire it. Wonder if how R Lee Ermy held his weapons was out of personal choice.
ReplyDeleteGood video. Did some black powder once use true black and #11 caps. That worked but was a lot of work for a bang. I do hunt with modern muzzy but that is a lot different. Image using one of those with a grizzly barreling down on you.
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ReplyDeleteMy father was a licensed gunsmith and used to make 'em from scratch for black powder hunters. He'd buy the (I believe they were octogonal) rods, bore them, rifle them, and had the long tank for bluing them.
ReplyDeleteI remember him finishing his first one. He took it out back, added the powder, the patch, the ball, puts it to his shoulder. "POP," ball dropped to the ground about 4 feet from the end of the barrel. A little more powder, he says. Tries it again, BLAM, knocks himself flat on his ass, brushes himself off, looks at me and says, "somewhere between those two." I thought I'd lose it...