Partsman,
Yeah, I learned a lot from that article--which I remember reading when my brand-new copy of the magazine it appeared in showed up.
On reading it again this time I learned just how old I'm getting. Finn and I first met 29 years ago, yet it doesn't seem nearly that long. But it also made me remember that taking my first big game animal with the .308 Winchester occurred on opening day of Montana's rifle season in 1967. Yep, half a century ago, which seems impossible....
I took my first big game animal with a .308 in 1997 which I can't believe was 20 years ago already! In '67 I was still 17 years in the making
