Nothing caps a Boomershoot week like an evening together with the wife enjoying drinks, El Cubano cigars, each other, and the view of Reno and the Sierras from the window tub in the Silver Legacy’s Superior Spa Suite — a bargain at $100 a night.
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David brought his Millennium Falcon shooting rest for his pistols:
Phil brought another couch to reinforce his motto: “Just because one is in the middle of nowhere in a wheatfield in Idaho is no reason to be uncomfortable”:
Scott and Phil massaged Phil’s .308 a bit:
Along with Scott’s new .308:
I don’t much like Sunday afternoon when all the shooting is over.
It’s time to pack it in:
Undetonated boomers are rounded up:
The bowling ball morter guys are searching for their balls:
Back in town we take our good friends to the local Mexican restaurant for the post-Boomershoot dinner:
I musta been hungry:
urrrrrp:
The RNS crew does the obligatory photo op prior to departure on Monday morning:
And finally we all depart Orofino toward our home bases, David to California, Phil and Scott to Tacoma, WA and I’m heading back up the Clearwater on Highway 12 toward Missoula and on to Colorado and then New Mexico before returning to Michigan.
God I love this part of the country!
Hope everyone has a healthy and prosperous year until next April when that wonderful activity known as Boomershoot rolls around again. Hope you all can make it back.
THANK YOU, JOE
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I tend to think of Boomershoot as “prep” to extend my endurance so that I may further limit tyrants. I only call it a vacation so that the folks I know IRL don’t get twitchy.
Yet another successful “vacation”.
Just in case anyone was wondering why I’ve been so quiet lately, well, I’ve been a bit busy. By this time next week, I fully expect to be welcoming my first offspring into the world.
So, umm, you probably won’t hear much from me for a while, and if you do, I apologize in advance for any posts that appear to be made by a drunken man. I’ll blame lack of sleep.
My other highlight of the weekend was shooting my Sharps .45-70 and banging metal on the hill. The 535 gr. bullets won’t set off the boomers as the velocity at the muzzle is around 1100-1200 fps. By the time it reaches the metal silhouette target at 650 yds. up the hill the velocity has petered out to about 870 fps, I’ve downed a can of Diet Coke, read another chapter of Atlas Shrugged and checked the oil on my Suburban. Then comes the sweet sound of the gong clang meandering back down from the hill to our ears. According to my android ‘shooter’ ballistics program, the energy is still above 900 ft-lb. If I could see it coming (can you see bullet trace when it’s coming toward you?), I might be able to dance out of the way in time, but I’d rather it not hit me.
Scott bangs the metal silhouette at 650 yds. with the Sharps. The scope is 6x.
One of the more humorous moments came when someone who will go unnamed here shot the Sharps and after the shot began to tell us how he pulled the shot and missed. Then in the middle of his rant, comes the unmistakeable sound of that chunk of lead smacking the metal target. We all had a good laugh with that one.
As promised in my Boomershoot Prep post, I like to bring different stuff to the high intensity portions of Boomershoot. After all was said and done on Saturday’s H I shooting, I’d have to say that it was one of the highlights of the weekend for me. I had such a great time shooting, racking, shooting, racking, shooting and actually hitting and setting of the boomers. Hmmmm . . . rackashootabooma . rackashootabooma
My only regret is that I didn’t bring more boxes of Buffalo Bore’s Heavy .38-55 cartridges. Now I realize that my old Winnie doesn’t have a hi-cap magazine, but racking one into the chamber and then loading six more into the loading gate gave me seven awesome chances for each reload to slam lead into the boomers.
I didn’t keep track of my hits and detonations, but it felt like I was in the 60% range for hitting them and most all the hits did detonate the rascals. There was one that I must have hit a skosh low and sent it about 15 feet into the air.
Overall, not bad for a 106 year old rifle.
(borrowed Flickr from David)
David running his TC Encore .308 with 16″ bbl. and Burris Signature 8-32 x 44
(borrowed Flickr from David)
No words necessary here . . . .
Note: my slowmo has no audio.
Its Monday morning. Boomershoot is finished and I’m heading out of Orofino on my way to Raton, NM for the Sporting Rifle Match next Sunday. I had a Nightforce scope with me that was temporarily without a mate. I had spoken with a Nighforce rep at the Boomershoot dinner on Saturday evening about the ZeroStop & Fast Turn Turrets upgrade and if I could hand my scope over to them while I was in Orofino and have them work their magic and send it to me back home in Michigan. The rep agreed and said to contact them on Monday and they could get my info etc., etc.
So I’m rolling out of town on Highway 12 and pull over to the side, dial them up and asked if I could drop it off. The rep took my information, created an account over the phone and let me drop by and turn the scope over to them for the upgrade. To say that the representative who I dealt with was gracious and friendly would be an understatement. Remember, this is a supplier to LE and military and they don’t encourage visitors or conduct tours. I felt very satisfied that this company and their people were willing to work with me the way they did. Good customer service feels good. Another gold sticker for Clearwater River country.
