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In no other profession/ field do you get such colorful stories. I mean you don't see proctologists saying "This one time". I love the shooting sports.

Adam

I overheard a guy today at Cabela's telling how he sprayed a brown bear with bear spray at 30 feet and it "knocked the bear out". Wow...

he is worm food in a cemetery in hanford calif.
actually that 30-04 was a typo....was a 30-06

Yesterday I learned a Christianson Arms rifle with Swaro scope weighs 3lb's "all up."




Travis

I think most of Elmer's writings were influenced by Some form of cheap bourbon.....

Back in 2000 in the February edition of Handloader Magazine a fellow wrote up a super duper wildcat he developed. I believe he called it a B29. Have to build one one of these days.

I remember grouse hunting on day with a friend of mine and we jumped a single bird. After the customary 6 shots ( we each carried pumps guns) the bird fluttered to the ground dead, at my last shot...... My friend said, Hey , You got him!!!!!
I went and picked up the bird and it had One pellet in it....... through the chest. I smiled and said, I meant to do that because I hate pellets in breast meat!!!
Even I know I was BSing..... and we laughed....

One spot is worse at B.S stories.... Try going fishing somewhere along the U.S./Canadian border. Be sure there is a good mix of Americans and Canadians and at least some Whiskey... and if the waters contain at least some Muskies, the Bull is DEEP!!!!!

I once asked a proctologist why he picked that specialty. He said he wanted to stop biting his fingernails.

mike r

some of the fellas accusing BS--when it wasn't BS:

back in the late '70's, my old friend Bob S. was doing a plumbing job up in Big Sky.

at the 10 am break, some of the guys went out and sat down for a breather. as they sat there, a yote wandered out of the timber and stood out in the open--about 400 yards distant, and upslope some. the yote quickly split the scene.

when Bob remarked matter of factly that he could have hit the yote at that distance, all the guys immediately cried "BS"!
Bob just shrugged it off...

the next day, at the 10 am break, while some of the guys were taking a breather, one of them said to Bob, "i placed an old lunch box up there on the slope where the yote came out of the timber. you said you could've whacked the yote, prove it to us by shooting that lunch box". Bob spied the black lunch box sitting in the snow.

wordless, Bob went to his truck and retrieved his rifle. he settled into a solid shooting position, and fired.

"there you go", he said. the guy that placed the box on the hill replied, "i took the lunch box up there, so now you should have go get it." Bob quickly hiked up the slope. about 20 feet away, he saw the .22 caliber sized hole, right near the center. he smiled to himself.

as he picked up the lunch box, he saw that it was his. when he got back down to where the guys were, they were all chuckling...

he still has that lunch box today...

Hahaha. That's rich. Love it.

I'm in pharmaceutical sales and I talk to docs every day. You wouldn't believe some of the stories they can tell.



P

I had a dog that was so fast he could run the stripes off a coons tail. I seen him make a tunnel in the air that took ten minutes to fill up! He weren't nothing up agin ol' Ricochet, no how. That one he burned up chasin' pheasants. Liketoa burned up halfa South Dakota afor they got him put out. Yep, ol' Ricochet was a goin' concern.

Course, not alla them was fast ones. Had one that was real smart tho. Taught 'im to get the mail all by 'isself. He was so slow he brought the Christmas cards on the Fourth of July, but hey, he was a likable cuss. Used to lay by the stove alot, but he froze to death in July waiting for the heat from last winter to warm him up.

Yep. Good ol' dogs is hard ta come by. I been blessed.

Probably the EK thread above.

Ugh...just heard a doozey...


Coworker: "My ex-girlfriend's daddy had a badazz rifle. It was a .375 H&H Mag...but it was necked down to hold a .30 cal bullet! It would shoot like 8000fps. It was AMAZINGLY fast for a .30 cal. You could sight it in at 200 yards and hit anything holding dead on all the way out to 600 yards or more. And when he shot hawgs with it the hole left was amazing. You could stick both hands in the hole...or your whole arm. He paid, like, $5000 for this rifle. It was a Weatherby special."

What's bad is that I have talked with this guy before and he is sharp...I even showed him how ballistics tables work and how bullets slow and drop over all distances. He was sitting there talking with another coworker and the dumbassery is off the charts. Its like listenting to feedback from two phones that have gotten to close.

"If you shot a deer with that thing it would blow'em in half...you only need guns like that for elephants."

I want to go correct them but I am scared my IQ may take a hit in the process.

The Poobah is gonna check the veracity of all these tales. If they aren't true you'll smoke a short turd in Hell.

He told me by PM. My computer starts to smoke every time he sends me a PM.

No chitt,

BD

PM sent.

Smokin' here boss!

The greatest BS story I ever read was the reason I started writing. It was a story about head shooting donkeys with a .22 magnum at some 200yds plus.

I wrote the letters column can called BS and totally irresponsible if true and got flamed at being an armchair expert, so my response was to write an article on the .375 H&H which the first article I had published.
John

This one made it to print:
On the '34 trip, I again saw a 7x57 Mauser
fail miserably on mule deer. The president of
KNX's brother-in-law carried this rifle. I for-
got his name. Anyway I got him a shot at an
awful nice buck with a good head at about
250 yards across a gulch. He hit him in the
neck and it took off a vertebra and over an
inch of the spinal cord. The buck dropped
and laid there, and while we were crossing the
gulch he jumped up and took off again. He
hit him again and piled him up, so we got the
buck all right but that 139-grain 7 mm had
failed to do the job. It had cleared the spinal
cord for over an inch and yet it hadn't put
him down to stay. He was able to get up and
run.