At 65+, I still lust after rifles and cartridges, but I've gotten more selective. Something really has to strike my interest, and even then, I don't impulse by any more. (Except the day after the last election, when I celebrated with an $80 bottle of Scotch and a T3 lite in 6.5x55. Dies and brass were ordered, a 2-7 Leupold was found in the classifieds here, and all is well. Have I shot it yet? No, but it's ready to roll. Will it do anything the 6.5 CMs or the 6.5x257AI can't do, or the three 7x57s, or the .25/06, or the .270s, or the Bobs? No, but it's here, and I'm happy knowing that. Looneyism doesn't necessarily involve rational thought, but that doesn't mean such thought can't be applied periodically.
