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I guess when my 35P goes away, I'll have to change brands. I sure like my Oehler.
Steve
Friend Steve,
My Oehler 35P has served me faithfully since Oehler first brought it out. That's been a bunch of years and tens of thousands of rounds. I've never needed a single service; just feed it a 9V battery once or twice a year and put paper in the roller-thingie.
Going by the service of my 35P, I'd suspect that yours will last you for the rest of your natural life.
Half unbelieving and hoping that this wasn't true, I went to Oehler's website. Yup, it's true.
For those who have not met Dr. Ken Oehler, he is a TALL, BIG Texan and about as unassuming, gentle man as you'd ever meet. He is a nice man and a total credit to the shooting industry.
As for me, I'll use my 35P just as long as it lasts and be just as proud of this fine American product as I ever was.
I still have an Oehler in my attic that I bought when I was a poor college student in the mid-1960s. It cost me, what seemed then, a fortune. Skyscreens were unheard of at that time, so you shot through printed metal screens (and not at any particular target).
Then you got a "Yes" or a "No" when you turned the indicator to 4, 8, 16 and 32. After gathering all the figures, you looked the muzzle velocity up in a little book. Kinda crude, but it worked.
We were too poor to buy meat, so I was shooting what we needed locally (don't ask <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />). Anyway, I had a Mannlicher-Schoenauer Carbine 7X57 that was a bit of a local legend and I prolly killed 50-ish deer with it. Maybe more.
The Speer Manual said I was getting 2800+ fps out of their 145-grain Spitzers and I was soooo proud of this killer-diller load.
The Oehler chronograph proved Speer a liar, I was getting about 2,450 fps with the load. Heck my shots on blacktail deer up the Clackamas river were not long, maybe an average of 50 yards in that brushy country. A looong shot would be 200 yards and I shot one heavy-horned three-point blacktail at a measured twelve-feet (exactly between the friggin' nostrils, it was a beautiful thing).
Showing wisdom that is uncommon for my age and immaturity, I continued to use the load. Hey, it killed on the first shot every time and it didn't bust up any of the precious meat.
It's all about the killing and the meat, the rest is just meaningless details that the armchair non-shooting dickheads worry about.
Steve