Story with video from three cameras of two armed scumbags taking fire from a victim. The two scumbags were tripping over one another trying to get away. Don't mess with the elderly!
Funny, I've been told that the .380 ACP cartridge was too weak for defensive work -- more info from someone in the know.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
How many reloads does it take to shop at Wal-Mart?
This is beyond scary:
This is a good way for someone's little prince or princess to get shot to death by a scared shopper. As I've mentioned before, there are folks out there (like me) who might not have the option to leave the area. There are some who would casually say to let the cops handle the mess, which I agree with whole-heartedly, but what happens when the 300+ kids decide that the watermelons they're throwing just don't splatter enough, and they turn towards your cart with your kids. If you don't think that will ever happen, are you willing to bet the lives of your children on it? I'm not.
Teenagers or not, the disparity of force is overwhelming here even if they were all eight years old; and it's been well established that mobs like this tend to get violent in a heartbeat. I'm still of the mindset that I would try to get out with my family if I can, but if not I would back my kids into a corner and try to keep the savages away. Seeing a mob like this one in a small area makes me think a lot less of two spare magazines.
This is a good way for someone's little prince or princess to get shot to death by a scared shopper. As I've mentioned before, there are folks out there (like me) who might not have the option to leave the area. There are some who would casually say to let the cops handle the mess, which I agree with whole-heartedly, but what happens when the 300+ kids decide that the watermelons they're throwing just don't splatter enough, and they turn towards your cart with your kids. If you don't think that will ever happen, are you willing to bet the lives of your children on it? I'm not.
Teenagers or not, the disparity of force is overwhelming here even if they were all eight years old; and it's been well established that mobs like this tend to get violent in a heartbeat. I'm still of the mindset that I would try to get out with my family if I can, but if not I would back my kids into a corner and try to keep the savages away. Seeing a mob like this one in a small area makes me think a lot less of two spare magazines.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Bring the pain
Long time no see. My new pad doesn't have internet or cell coverage, so I'm in the stone age until I can get things sorted out. On top of that I've been moving things, emptying boxes, and working my ass off in between. There will be more blog delays, but hopefully not as long as this last time.
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I finally got to do the first significant shooting yesterday since the move. I say significant because I shoot rimfire off the front porch, but yesterday I put the first rounds through the .338 Win Mag, and made a good bit of noise. What neighbors I may have in the surrounding area know I'm here. To get the beast online, I picked up some steel Weaver rings to mount the beater Simmons 3-9 that I had sitting around. It had been mounted to a muzzle loader at one time, so I figured it would take the brutal kick from the .338WM. This setup will work during load development until I can put better glass and mounts on it.
First thing I'm going to say is that the concept of a lightweight magnum rifle is absurd. I'm no pussy when it comes to magnum rifles; I was slaying critters with a 7mm Magnum on a regular basis before I hit puberty, so I know all about opposite and equal reactions. Lately though it's become very trendy to have a pencil-thin barreled rifle with a featherweight composite stock chambered in a heavy recoiling belted magnum rifle under the asinine conclusion that it will be "carried a lot and shot very little," or "when I have to use this, I won't even notice the recoil!"
Well, hoist the BullShit flag, me hearties, and set sail for the Isle of Ghostah Reconfanboi! We're going to plunder it for all it's worth and burn it to the ground!
Okay, what we're talking about here is a rifle that's so light it's comfortable to carry for days in the field, like you would to go hunting; and, presumably, since it's chambered in a magnum cartridge it's going to be fired in fear/anger at lions, tigers, or bears, or at the very least elk or moose, which aren't cheap to hunt. So your telling me that you're going to take these .300, .338, .358, .458 Winchester Magnum "mountain guns," which weigh MAYBE 8 lbs. fully loaded with a scope, out to hunt either a once-in-a-lifetime creature with a $5,000 tag, or a monster bear with teeth and claws that will kill you in a moment, and you're going stake it all on your ability to shoot a rifle that recoils like a donkey punch to the soul?!? Bad idea, hoss. Bad idea.
Consider that when you're hunting "in the field," (DUUURRRHH!!! When people say that I envision them in full Fudd attire, with their grey socks pulled up to their knees, wearing a fishing vest and big brimmed hat) you're likely to not be standing square to your target with the perfect cheekweld and the stock firmly in the pocket of the shoulder. If you've ever settled for an ad hoc rest on a log, twisted in a precarious position so you can get that shot off at a deer, or taken a snap shot at game with a badly mounted gun you know that it's highly likely that the shot is going to hurt. I've had a .243 Winchester bring tears to my eyes when I didn't have it mounted right, so what do you think is going to happen with something bigger? I sold a Winchester Model 70 chambered in .300 Win Mag once that was one of these super lightweight guns, because she was a rowdy bitch and I wanted nothing more to do with her. That thing was punishing to shoot, and because I shot it in "field" positions and not from a bench I knew I would never be a great shot with it. It kicked way too hard and sooner or later I would develop a flinch (I have a video of me shooting it, but I can't load it right now). Now though these guns are everywhere, and I think people are kidding themselves when they say they can shoot them when it counts.
My .338WM came with two boxes of 225 grain Hornady SST ammo, seven rounds of which had been fired. A once over the gun brought me to the conclusion that these seven rounds were the only ones sent down the bore. Let me tell you, after every shot with this thing I had to wait for my thoughts to return to my skull, like when you smack a video camera and it jacks the picture up for a couple of seconds. If a bear was charging me I had better hit it well with the first shot, and it would probably be better if that round was the first I had ever fired through it, lest I fear the recoil more than the beast. I shot twelve rounds getting it sighted in and confirming my zero, and the scope kissed my face with every shot. The very next purchase for this thing is going to be the heaviest stock made, and I'm going to bed it to the action with lead. Seriously, this thing should have a clevis at the end of the barrel to mount a boat anchor to arrest the recoil.
Keep in mind that I was shooting casually, from a relaxed position, and not snapping the gun up and getting off a quick shot. People who say they can handle rifles like this (without developing a flinch) are full of it. With heavy recoiling rifles you have to accept the pain before every shot -- that's a given. You have to wait that extra second for your inner self's pitty party to end and the moment of flinch to pass, then you accept that it's going to hurt for a second while you make the shot count. That doesn't happen when you fear permanent damage from the gun -- with the 5th shot yesterday I thought for a second that I might have cracked a rib. Yeah, ouch.
Anyways, I have dies and brass on the way, but I have to have it delivered to my brother because there's no way a UPS driver is going down my creepy driveway. I'm going to try to launch a 250 grain Berger hybrid at 2,800 fps without destroying the gun. Where I live now, I can shoot basically anything I want in about 270 degrees around the house, out to 100 yards under limited conditions, so by this time next year I should be a handloading savant. Unless I break my shoulder with the .338WM.
***
I finally got to do the first significant shooting yesterday since the move. I say significant because I shoot rimfire off the front porch, but yesterday I put the first rounds through the .338 Win Mag, and made a good bit of noise. What neighbors I may have in the surrounding area know I'm here. To get the beast online, I picked up some steel Weaver rings to mount the beater Simmons 3-9 that I had sitting around. It had been mounted to a muzzle loader at one time, so I figured it would take the brutal kick from the .338WM. This setup will work during load development until I can put better glass and mounts on it.
First thing I'm going to say is that the concept of a lightweight magnum rifle is absurd. I'm no pussy when it comes to magnum rifles; I was slaying critters with a 7mm Magnum on a regular basis before I hit puberty, so I know all about opposite and equal reactions. Lately though it's become very trendy to have a pencil-thin barreled rifle with a featherweight composite stock chambered in a heavy recoiling belted magnum rifle under the asinine conclusion that it will be "carried a lot and shot very little," or "when I have to use this, I won't even notice the recoil!"
Well, hoist the BullShit flag, me hearties, and set sail for the Isle of Ghostah Reconfanboi! We're going to plunder it for all it's worth and burn it to the ground!
Okay, what we're talking about here is a rifle that's so light it's comfortable to carry for days in the field, like you would to go hunting; and, presumably, since it's chambered in a magnum cartridge it's going to be fired in fear/anger at lions, tigers, or bears, or at the very least elk or moose, which aren't cheap to hunt. So your telling me that you're going to take these .300, .338, .358, .458 Winchester Magnum "mountain guns," which weigh MAYBE 8 lbs. fully loaded with a scope, out to hunt either a once-in-a-lifetime creature with a $5,000 tag, or a monster bear with teeth and claws that will kill you in a moment, and you're going stake it all on your ability to shoot a rifle that recoils like a donkey punch to the soul?!? Bad idea, hoss. Bad idea.
Consider that when you're hunting "in the field," (DUUURRRHH!!! When people say that I envision them in full Fudd attire, with their grey socks pulled up to their knees, wearing a fishing vest and big brimmed hat) you're likely to not be standing square to your target with the perfect cheekweld and the stock firmly in the pocket of the shoulder. If you've ever settled for an ad hoc rest on a log, twisted in a precarious position so you can get that shot off at a deer, or taken a snap shot at game with a badly mounted gun you know that it's highly likely that the shot is going to hurt. I've had a .243 Winchester bring tears to my eyes when I didn't have it mounted right, so what do you think is going to happen with something bigger? I sold a Winchester Model 70 chambered in .300 Win Mag once that was one of these super lightweight guns, because she was a rowdy bitch and I wanted nothing more to do with her. That thing was punishing to shoot, and because I shot it in "field" positions and not from a bench I knew I would never be a great shot with it. It kicked way too hard and sooner or later I would develop a flinch (I have a video of me shooting it, but I can't load it right now). Now though these guns are everywhere, and I think people are kidding themselves when they say they can shoot them when it counts.
My .338WM came with two boxes of 225 grain Hornady SST ammo, seven rounds of which had been fired. A once over the gun brought me to the conclusion that these seven rounds were the only ones sent down the bore. Let me tell you, after every shot with this thing I had to wait for my thoughts to return to my skull, like when you smack a video camera and it jacks the picture up for a couple of seconds. If a bear was charging me I had better hit it well with the first shot, and it would probably be better if that round was the first I had ever fired through it, lest I fear the recoil more than the beast. I shot twelve rounds getting it sighted in and confirming my zero, and the scope kissed my face with every shot. The very next purchase for this thing is going to be the heaviest stock made, and I'm going to bed it to the action with lead. Seriously, this thing should have a clevis at the end of the barrel to mount a boat anchor to arrest the recoil.
Keep in mind that I was shooting casually, from a relaxed position, and not snapping the gun up and getting off a quick shot. People who say they can handle rifles like this (without developing a flinch) are full of it. With heavy recoiling rifles you have to accept the pain before every shot -- that's a given. You have to wait that extra second for your inner self's pitty party to end and the moment of flinch to pass, then you accept that it's going to hurt for a second while you make the shot count. That doesn't happen when you fear permanent damage from the gun -- with the 5th shot yesterday I thought for a second that I might have cracked a rib. Yeah, ouch.
Anyways, I have dies and brass on the way, but I have to have it delivered to my brother because there's no way a UPS driver is going down my creepy driveway. I'm going to try to launch a 250 grain Berger hybrid at 2,800 fps without destroying the gun. Where I live now, I can shoot basically anything I want in about 270 degrees around the house, out to 100 yards under limited conditions, so by this time next year I should be a handloading savant. Unless I break my shoulder with the .338WM.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
State of the CTone Address
I'm alive. Sorry I haven't been by anyone's blog in a week or so; life has me tied up right now and it's going to be weird for a little while longer. Work has me commuting through DC traffic aaaaaaand Baltimore traffic, so I'm averaging six to seven hours in the car on top of a nineish hour workday. If you see a shaved head dude screaming his head off in traffic, red faced with spit flying out, that's me, and it's best to leave me to my grievance and not make eye contact.
Some great news is I've found a place to live for the time being that's perfect perfect perfect in every way. God has a way with coming through at the 11th hour with perfect solutions, and He doesn't disappoint. There's not much to say about it other than it's close to where I am now and my kids better get used to playing outside -- it's about time for that. Yo Gabba Gabba can take a hike. To give you an indicator of how perfect this place is, this is me in the back yard several years ago:
My reloading addiction is about to go full tilt! The local critters better polish up on their camouflage too; there haven't been any coyotes seen there in awhile, but I'm certainly going to find out if there are any within calling range.
I haven't had time to anything with the 338wm project, but I did get to fire my new AR upper. It's going to need a little tweaking in the rail system, but I think it's going to be good to go. I had many stoppages within the first twenty rounds or so -- bolt overrides, double feeds, bolt not locking back -- but the bolt was almost completely dry, and with some 10w-40 it was running like a sewing machine. I did manage to ruin both of the Nevco steel plates; I knew better than to shoot them inside of 100 yards, but they were irresistable and I didn't have much cardboard handy. I'll eat them up with the 338wm at distance when I get that up and running, and pick up two more for handgunnery.
I'll stop by and say hi when I can. I hope everyone is having a smashing time with life right now!
Some great news is I've found a place to live for the time being that's perfect perfect perfect in every way. God has a way with coming through at the 11th hour with perfect solutions, and He doesn't disappoint. There's not much to say about it other than it's close to where I am now and my kids better get used to playing outside -- it's about time for that. Yo Gabba Gabba can take a hike. To give you an indicator of how perfect this place is, this is me in the back yard several years ago:
My reloading addiction is about to go full tilt! The local critters better polish up on their camouflage too; there haven't been any coyotes seen there in awhile, but I'm certainly going to find out if there are any within calling range.
I haven't had time to anything with the 338wm project, but I did get to fire my new AR upper. It's going to need a little tweaking in the rail system, but I think it's going to be good to go. I had many stoppages within the first twenty rounds or so -- bolt overrides, double feeds, bolt not locking back -- but the bolt was almost completely dry, and with some 10w-40 it was running like a sewing machine. I did manage to ruin both of the Nevco steel plates; I knew better than to shoot them inside of 100 yards, but they were irresistable and I didn't have much cardboard handy. I'll eat them up with the 338wm at distance when I get that up and running, and pick up two more for handgunnery.
I'll stop by and say hi when I can. I hope everyone is having a smashing time with life right now!
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Open Carry AR/long gun protest in Detroit
From the ARs in the pictures, I see a POF P415 in the hands of the guy-with-the-flamboyant-shoes. There's many folks though with ARs and a few with .22 rifles and shotguns, and of course there's one guy with a pistol strapped into a $12 crappy nylon holster. Why spend $500+ dollars on a quality handgun only to wrap it into such a contraption? Someone is going to make fun of you, so stop it.
A summary of the protest comes from the arrest of an 18 year old man who was carrying an M1 carbine on his back as the only means of legal armed defense. From what I've read, the police and prosecutor are bending over backwards to make an example of this guy, who broke no laws, and the locals are showing how they feel about it. Here's a thread with the details. Be happy knowing that a new term has been coined out of this: Long Gun Open Carry, orLGBT LGOC for short, as what we definitely need in this world right now is one more acronymn that sounds like so many others.
My take on this is that if you expect the masses to follow statutes and codes to the letter, than you have to expect those who enforce said codes to follow them as well. It's obvious it doesn't work out that way very often, but as you can see there are some folks out there who take it seriously, and it wouldn't profit to get them all worked up over what will amount to a mediocre funding stream from an 18 year old. The law of diminishing returns still holds water last I heard.
A summary of the protest comes from the arrest of an 18 year old man who was carrying an M1 carbine on his back as the only means of legal armed defense. From what I've read, the police and prosecutor are bending over backwards to make an example of this guy, who broke no laws, and the locals are showing how they feel about it. Here's a thread with the details. Be happy knowing that a new term has been coined out of this: Long Gun Open Carry, or
My take on this is that if you expect the masses to follow statutes and codes to the letter, than you have to expect those who enforce said codes to follow them as well. It's obvious it doesn't work out that way very often, but as you can see there are some folks out there who take it seriously, and it wouldn't profit to get them all worked up over what will amount to a mediocre funding stream from an 18 year old. The law of diminishing returns still holds water last I heard.
Monday, June 11, 2012
The little Winchester Magnum that could
This weekend I was summoned to see a man's inherited gun collection that he was selling off. I'm in a transitional period of my life right now that no longer includes buying firearms for the foreseeable future, so I vainly picked up an almost brand new rifle and pondered the possibilities, knowing I would have to set it back down. My brother, who's generosity is only outmatched by his big heart, saw the spark in my eye and snatched victory from the jaws of defeat; he took that gun and set it in his pile so that I wouldn't lose the opportunity. Thank you for that!
The rifle is a stainless steel Remington 700 in .338 Winchester Magnum. My long range Savage 7mm WSM build is going on hiatus for a long while, but this gun will suffice in its place for a 1,500+ yard bullet launcher. The reason I'm calling it the little WinMag that could is because this cartridge is generally not on the list of rounds for extreme long range (ELR) shooting; for a cartridge have this potential it needs to be able to drive heavy bullets at high velocities, which the .338 WinMag is not designed to do. It was created to drive 180 - 250 grain hunting bullets at reasonably velocities, with the 225 grain bullets being ideal, to shoot large game out at moderate to long range. To make for a ELR target gun, a cartridge needs to drive a 250+ grain bullet at really high velocities. The .338 Lapua Magnum, for example, used by the US and British military snipers for long range work, drives a 300 grain Sierra Match King at about 2,700 fps, which is 200 fps faster than the .338 WinMag is capable of sending them. Fortunately for me, I am in the business of making underdog cartridges perform better than they were designed to, and there's a lot of new technology in propellants and bullets that will help me do just that. From my calculations, I believe I can get Hornady's 285 grain match bullet going fast enough to make hits up to 1,500 yards. We will definitely see if that's going to work out before too long.
My picture is a little blurry, but as you can see it looks just like any other Remington 700. The main difference is that you can drop a standard #2 pencil right down the bore. In Virginia, having a bigger bore than .30 caliber is very rare, as anything larger than that is overkill. The deer around here aren't much bigger than a fat coyote, so 100 grain 6mm bullets is really all you need (unless you plan on smacking targets at range). This gun is going to be on an extreme budget, and I'll of course show my dear readers how it all goes together. I haven't had a chance to fire it yet because of the extreme amount of corroded copper fouling that was in the bore, but I did manage with much effort to make the lands and grooves shine like a new nickel. I doubt that the barrel has seen an entire 20 round box of ammo in its life so far, so it has some mileage left on it.
My brother's reward in all of this is a .22 rifle that shoots bugholes, some other really cool longarms and handguns, and this beauty that he got for a price so low that I don't dare mention:
It shoots great! As far as I know, he hasn't done any extensive shooting with it to find out what ammo it likes the best, but I can say that I would carry it without hesitation. I can also see why the snub nosed Colt was favored so much, as it's a joy to shoot.
It was a great weekend, and I am truly blessed. Things may be hit or miss around here for awhile, as my family and I are looking to find and move into a bigger house. We've been fighting to stay in the same tiny little house that we bought when we were first married and didn't have any kids, and to tell you the truth I'm well past tired of putting up with it. I'm over being bombarded by boxes and stuff that falls out of every cabinet, with random things piled on top of every nook and cranny, and it's high time we went somewhere else. If the good Lord spares my life, I'll be hung up with this and that for the next couple of months, so if my posting falls off please come back and see me from time to time.
The rifle is a stainless steel Remington 700 in .338 Winchester Magnum. My long range Savage 7mm WSM build is going on hiatus for a long while, but this gun will suffice in its place for a 1,500+ yard bullet launcher. The reason I'm calling it the little WinMag that could is because this cartridge is generally not on the list of rounds for extreme long range (ELR) shooting; for a cartridge have this potential it needs to be able to drive heavy bullets at high velocities, which the .338 WinMag is not designed to do. It was created to drive 180 - 250 grain hunting bullets at reasonably velocities, with the 225 grain bullets being ideal, to shoot large game out at moderate to long range. To make for a ELR target gun, a cartridge needs to drive a 250+ grain bullet at really high velocities. The .338 Lapua Magnum, for example, used by the US and British military snipers for long range work, drives a 300 grain Sierra Match King at about 2,700 fps, which is 200 fps faster than the .338 WinMag is capable of sending them. Fortunately for me, I am in the business of making underdog cartridges perform better than they were designed to, and there's a lot of new technology in propellants and bullets that will help me do just that. From my calculations, I believe I can get Hornady's 285 grain match bullet going fast enough to make hits up to 1,500 yards. We will definitely see if that's going to work out before too long.
My picture is a little blurry, but as you can see it looks just like any other Remington 700. The main difference is that you can drop a standard #2 pencil right down the bore. In Virginia, having a bigger bore than .30 caliber is very rare, as anything larger than that is overkill. The deer around here aren't much bigger than a fat coyote, so 100 grain 6mm bullets is really all you need (unless you plan on smacking targets at range). This gun is going to be on an extreme budget, and I'll of course show my dear readers how it all goes together. I haven't had a chance to fire it yet because of the extreme amount of corroded copper fouling that was in the bore, but I did manage with much effort to make the lands and grooves shine like a new nickel. I doubt that the barrel has seen an entire 20 round box of ammo in its life so far, so it has some mileage left on it.
My brother's reward in all of this is a .22 rifle that shoots bugholes, some other really cool longarms and handguns, and this beauty that he got for a price so low that I don't dare mention:
It shoots great! As far as I know, he hasn't done any extensive shooting with it to find out what ammo it likes the best, but I can say that I would carry it without hesitation. I can also see why the snub nosed Colt was favored so much, as it's a joy to shoot.
It was a great weekend, and I am truly blessed. Things may be hit or miss around here for awhile, as my family and I are looking to find and move into a bigger house. We've been fighting to stay in the same tiny little house that we bought when we were first married and didn't have any kids, and to tell you the truth I'm well past tired of putting up with it. I'm over being bombarded by boxes and stuff that falls out of every cabinet, with random things piled on top of every nook and cranny, and it's high time we went somewhere else. If the good Lord spares my life, I'll be hung up with this and that for the next couple of months, so if my posting falls off please come back and see me from time to time.
Friday, June 8, 2012
That's not a gun. This is a GUN!!!
Known on US Navy ships as the Close In Weapon System, or CIWS (or Phalanx), in Iraq somebody had the totally awesome idea to mobilize them and use them at ground facilities for. . . . . wait for it. . . . shooting down rockets and mortars! Wicked!! This version is goes by the much cooler name of Counter Rocket, Artillery, and Mortar, or C-RAM. Other countries have 30mm and 40mm versions, but the US CIWS/C-RAM is a 20mm gun.
Rate of fire for the latest system is reportedly 4,500 rounds per minute, and doing the math shows that to equate to 75 rounds per second! That's nasty. I guess it has to be to be able to shoot football sized objects down from several miles away while they're traveling at 3,000+ feet per second. I didn't have this system where I was at, so all incoming rounds just landed wherever, but I would have been glad to have this beast shooting stuff down. Now I wonder how much each round costs so that I can calculate how much a four second burst costs.
ETA: And another one that shows thermal imaging where you can see the actual mortar taking hits and blowing up from the 20mm rounds.
This one's even better!
ETA: All right, so apparently this concept is way more high tech than the CIWS/C-RAM system. The Germans have a 35mm "Revolver" that is way cool at shooting down incoming threats. Hang in there towards the end of the video to see what the rounds do to missiles and such. Awesome!
Rate of fire for the latest system is reportedly 4,500 rounds per minute, and doing the math shows that to equate to 75 rounds per second! That's nasty. I guess it has to be to be able to shoot football sized objects down from several miles away while they're traveling at 3,000+ feet per second. I didn't have this system where I was at, so all incoming rounds just landed wherever, but I would have been glad to have this beast shooting stuff down. Now I wonder how much each round costs so that I can calculate how much a four second burst costs.
ETA: And another one that shows thermal imaging where you can see the actual mortar taking hits and blowing up from the 20mm rounds.
This one's even better!
ETA: All right, so apparently this concept is way more high tech than the CIWS/C-RAM system. The Germans have a 35mm "Revolver" that is way cool at shooting down incoming threats. Hang in there towards the end of the video to see what the rounds do to missiles and such. Awesome!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
OWB Holster for "the outdoor woods"
A little throwback to Over the Hedge there in the title if you didn't catch it. Yes, I watch too many kid's movies.
Anyways, this past weekend was the annual river float trip that friends and family faithfully take, and since I've missed the last two I made sure I was there. In preparation, I made a kydex OWB holster for the P30 because rowing a canoe for two days with a pistol tucked down by the crotch didn't sound like it would make for good times. This type of holster is super easy to make -- without the given interruptions in my house it probably took just under an hour total:
Retention is excellent, and there was no need for a strap, snap, or other retention device. In light of a friend's previous river disaster, I did attach a BLACKHAWK! pistol lanyard so that if the gun or gun/holster came loose for any reason I would have a way of not losing it for five years. Unfortunately, a gigantic thunderstorm made us give up on going to the river, and instead we went to a remote campsite on private property on a nearby reservoir. That turned out to be a smart decision because the night the storm hit the river rose six feet in four hours.
I did manage to end up on the wrong side of the canoe's gunwale close to the bank, and wading around in silted water showed the inferiority of the beach-sand-torture-test, as the insides of the P30 were thoroughly coated in it. I don't know if the gun would have fired or not, but it certainly was hard to rack the slide. I did have a cleaning kit and SLIP 2000 to make her smooth again. Overall though the holster held well and protected the gun from bumps and bruises. I'm really enjoying this holster making stuff!
Anyways, this past weekend was the annual river float trip that friends and family faithfully take, and since I've missed the last two I made sure I was there. In preparation, I made a kydex OWB holster for the P30 because rowing a canoe for two days with a pistol tucked down by the crotch didn't sound like it would make for good times. This type of holster is super easy to make -- without the given interruptions in my house it probably took just under an hour total:
Retention is excellent, and there was no need for a strap, snap, or other retention device. In light of a friend's previous river disaster, I did attach a BLACKHAWK! pistol lanyard so that if the gun or gun/holster came loose for any reason I would have a way of not losing it for five years. Unfortunately, a gigantic thunderstorm made us give up on going to the river, and instead we went to a remote campsite on private property on a nearby reservoir. That turned out to be a smart decision because the night the storm hit the river rose six feet in four hours.
I did manage to end up on the wrong side of the canoe's gunwale close to the bank, and wading around in silted water showed the inferiority of the beach-sand-torture-test, as the insides of the P30 were thoroughly coated in it. I don't know if the gun would have fired or not, but it certainly was hard to rack the slide. I did have a cleaning kit and SLIP 2000 to make her smooth again. Overall though the holster held well and protected the gun from bumps and bruises. I'm really enjoying this holster making stuff!
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