270 is still gay. 264 is still cool and has a ballistic advantage. But, I'll admit that the factory loads for the .264 are on the gay side of things, as 140 grainers can and will do 3200 fps safely.
Now, whether the .264s advantage makes things deader at reasonably shortish range or if you're just afraid you'll "accidentally" cornhole your hunting buddy because he or you carry a .270 is your problem to decide.
So, if you want to keep the .264 because you like the ballistic advantage, you ought to reload for it. If you're content biting pillows, tickle fighting fairies, paint your rifle stocks with rainbows (Tom....), eat fruits and vegetables, forget what your canine teeth are for, use hand lotion, and shoot factory ammo, then by all means only you have to know it's a .270.
........ I notice that only on here is the 270 "gay",the general allusions to sexual deviation among its legions of users seeming to be the only real way the gackers can explain the preponderance of popularity for the 270 vs their own pets,this resulting in literally metric tons of dead animals per annum,world wide, while the 264 and other rare jewels languish in the nether world of erratic and seasonal brass runs,scarce factory ammo, and relative obscurity...
Except,of course, among a tiny minority of internet gackers(likely about the same, percentage wise in the overall shooting/hunting population, as those practicing other forms of sexual conduct bear to the population as a whole).....secure in the delusion of having discovered the ultimate in terminal effectivness(meaning of course that everyone else is "stupid",especially 270 users
.
Mention the 270 and 264 in the same breath among these worthies,and the poor 270 user is beset upon by an avalanche of hyroglyphics,charts, graphs,TKO formulas,wind comparisons,and geneological studies demonstrating his connections to an inferior gene pool.
Simultaneously,he is assaulted with pictures of rainbow painted stocks,mated to 26-28" barrels,SS only, (many weighing a paltry 9+ pounds) sandwiched between a scope the size of NY deli baloney,and a portable bench rest, built light for "rough country",all transported by a character (some, not all!) wearing a baseball hat backwards, and festooned with rangefinder,cell phone with direct links to online ballistic programs,and Kestral wind meter;filled with delusions of grandeur over the potential demise of harmless herbivores in the next zip code.(They will show you "pictures"!)
The weight is no problem of course....at the distances involved it isn't required that we get a very long way from the ol' pickup or ATV.They comingle in coveys,one to pull the trigger,several to gawk through the rangefinder and spot misses for the wind,artfully doped,and a last one with barratone voice to give the obligatory "Send It!" message.(Meantime, the game generally drops within 200 long paces)with about the sam finality as those plinked with the antideluvian 270.....
.....which surises the 270 user,sort of...not at all.
The poor, myopic 270 users,
(generally more conservative)cast a skeptical and cocked eyebrow at the deviant behaviour(gay?) confronting them,and wander off,head shaking,concerning themselves more with sharp knives,packs and mules laden with meat,trophy rooms filled with horns and antlers,and a Grand Slam or two,a bunch of big 6x6's and more than a handful of 30"+ mule deer racks taken with a bantam weight 270,a 6X scope(7 pounds all up), and factory ammo,or handloads crafted around one proven bullet.
Pondering all this, I sometimes wonder....."Who is
really gay?"
