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  1. Several other topics have started me thinking. Dangerous. I want to to say thank you to the original SASS Founders for this game. They have given me thousands of hours of enjoyment which I can never repay. The foresight you had at the beginning to start this game has in my opinion, been under appreciated. You started something that will never go away. It has taught a lot of people including myself what the cowboy way is all about. Bottom line, it's about respecting you fellow human beings opinion, tipping your hat to the ladies and never disparage a person behind his back. Never say anything about anyone you wouldn't say to their face. We all have opinions, right or wrong. Without dialog and open honest communication, there will never be progress. There is also a time when all of us need to accept the majority opinion or the owners decision and shut the hell up. Tough love is still love. We're now in a new era with a new owner. Please give them your support. Long Hunter
    43 points
  2. I've not been on the Wire in a while, a looonnng while. I ventured here to find EOT scores that I missed at the awards being necessary to ride for home like the Pony Express to take care of my Maw who turned 90 while at EOT. What do I find instead? Folks praising Lassiter! My arch nemesis of the last 4 decades Ohhhh, the Pain! Have ya not seen the movie Hell to Pay? He's the guy that got his self kilt while flying across the saloon with guns blazing. That was a good day! So, we gotta talk about Lassiter. The Man in Black. I can do that. Settle in boys, this is gonna take a few Kilt Lifters and a snifter of Grangestone. It started in a saloon way back in '97 where I met my Pard and Mentor, Lucius, the one that showed me how to do it. Lent me his guns and took me to my first shoot out on the Modoc Rez, where I met ...the man in black. I wasn't even branded yet and became know as the Catman. Lucius pointed him out as he ran past me with his pard, Indy Kid close behind saying they was the two best on the Posse. I asked what category he was shooting and Lassiter said "Gunfighter", it wasn't an official category yet but that didn't matter. If the stage only calls for 5 shots we put 3 in one gun and two in the other. A real outlaw I could tell. That's what I wanna shoot I told Lucius and my days of being a Gunfighter began. It didn't go so well in the beginning with the 4 3/4 nickel .45's, marlin, & stoeger, drop loop holster, buckskin possibles bag for shells, and store bought 45 Colt ammo. Meanwhile, I'm watching the Man in Black with his .45 cavalry pistols, shiney '66, home made leather, and elastic shell belt (allowing him to pull up shells so they were easy to get out). Legal? I asked. Yep. By '98 I joined the SASS ranch dubbed as Max Montana #23907. Some 21,000 numbers behind Lassiter. Over the next 5-7 years Lucius and Max wore out two cabin tents camping all over the South and Midwest. Lassiter was at almost every one whuppin' on Max. We started sharing camp fires where he would work on my guns, give me tips, shelter from the rain, and eat our food(a small price for everything he did). Lassiter started talking about ideas he had for short stroking toggle guns. (before there were short stroke links or kits). One day he shows up and says "feel this". He short stroked his '66. I said. Do you need a guinea pig? It wasn't long before I had a nice shiny '66 all short stroked. Then we sat around the fire talking about how to shoot it. Next thing I know, Lassiter is handing me his pistols and saying "feel this". I remember the day well. Again, out on the Modoc Rez, another mentor, "that taught me everything I know", Deadwood Stan, comes up to me and whispers. "Max, I'd let Lassiter work on mah raffle, but I wouldn't let him work on mah pistols". However, it wasn't long before I had some of the slickest, lightest trigger .45's to go with that purdy '66 and the old '97 (from Deadwood) along with my new elastic shell belt and Rod Kibler leather (pard I met at a place called Mule Camp). I was getting better, but Lassiter was still wearing me out like it was me that kidnapped his sister Millie Ern. Somewhere in them early oughts, Lassiter shows up with .357 pistols. After swearing (ok he doesn't actually swear), he wouldn't change from .45's. He tells me, Max you won't believe the difference! "stand behind me, with your hands on my shoulders" he says. I'm thinking, "ok" "what if people see us"? He goes, "whadda ya feel"? I say, "besides your shoulders, nuthin!" "That's the point", he remarks. "Feel when I shoot .45's". By the time we shoot Hooten Old Town that year in Kentucky, I had 2nd gen Colt 7.5' barrel pistols giving them to Lassiter to "slick up" "make them like yours". It's not long before he comes to me and says, "Max feel this". The hammers only go back 3/4 the way of my Colt's. I give him my backup 5.5" 3rd Gens and he short strokes them. Long before short strokes were common. By this time, I learned it's not the equipment that allows you to win. It's practice. And more practice. Lassiter has a range out back of his barn. Down by the creek. In the late 90's he held a shoot every 5th saturday and an Ice shoot on Jan 1 every year. I never missed one. The cowboy beans and beef soup over the camp fire after wards was worth it, but the help and coaching was invaluable. If I got confused on a stage, i would freeze holding my pistols and Lassiter would talk me through it in my ear. I learned about his practice routine. He choreographed drills that he ran everyday with all four guns utilizing 450 rounds of ammo. I was jealous. I didn't have a range. My practice was every weekend going where Lassiter was and shooting against him. 2nd place GF was a way of life. On the phone on my way home, my mom's first question was always "was Lassiter there?" When I started going to Florida because I heard Fredrick Jackson Turner (World Champion Duelist) would be there, my mom would come and go watch Lassiter! And then It happened. I beat Lassiter! Michigan State. I don't remember the year. Guns of August that year invited Handlebar Doc from Texas to do a class. Two students. My pard Clyde and me. Up to that point I was doing a lot of experimenting with technique. Doc put it all in perspective. Gave me target times for various activities and movements. Smoothed my transitions. It just clicked. Lassiter still won Guns of August. But, the next week in Michigan, I was the squirrel that found the acorn and he had some hiccups. I didn't think Handlebar Doc would ever quit slapping me on the back at the awards. Lassiter was nice. Congratulatory. Even saying I deserved it. But, that didn't stop him from whupping me badly the next monthly. From the time I began, Lassiter has always been at the top of the game. He is a competitor. An honorable opponent. In another life he could have been a Samarui. The matchups of the time that were most memorable were against the likes of Cody Conahger, Walker Colt, and ....Easy Rider. I remember my first Mule Camp. First year Gunfighter was a category. I got to be on Easy's posse. He won it all. Lassiter was 2nd and I didn't make the podium. Persistence will win out. And over time, lots of time, lots of travel and lots of lead down range paid off with some good matches and many championships for the Man in Black. I remember a year at a place called Deer Creek. Lassiter pulls me into a remote corner stage before a match and says, look at this. He had one of the famous tomato stake pump rifles. "work the action" he says. Then after a course in Lightning mechanics he says he thinks he's got it figured out. And as a good side kick I say, "when your'e ready I'll be your guinea pig". It was a year and a half later, while driving back from Tombstone, I get a call from Lassiter. I've got it Max. Find a Lightning and I can make it work. It even slam fires like a '97! So, now I've got a super Lightning in my safe and haven't put in the time to make it supplant my lever. My lever guns are my best guns. I also haven't developed the "smithing" skills that I like to have for any gun that I shoot a lot. Same thing happened a few years later when he to a 10 gauge Chiappa '87 and honed it to be competitive and not just "style points'. I've got one of them too. But it takes muscle memory to shoot anything and I've not put in the time. I don't apologize for the length of this post. It makes up for the years I've not been on the wire. What started as something about Lassiter has become something about Cowboy Shooting to me and the person (one of many) that has had a great influence on me not just my shooting. I have a 20x24 picture of him shooting his lightning hanging in my house next to a picture of me (same size) shooting my lever gun. Lassiter doesn't drink, but when he visits the Alley Cat saloon I hang the picture with a "for Sale" sign on it. When I say I've slept with Lassiter he's quick to say 2 beds one room. We sat on the beds watching Hopalong Cassidy. He has the whole series on DVD in the original Hopalong lunch box! I now have the series, but not the lunch box. Lassiter gunsmithing goes past just making the guns work. One year in Florida, the recoil shield on one of my colts fell out. He welded it back and machined and polished it. Still works like always. Once my '97 came apart in two pieces. One in each hand just like in a Fredrick Jackson Turner song. That gun still runs today after Lassiter got finished with it. As we've aged of the years, and moved into age based categories, I look forward to the relief of when he moves into the next category being 3 years older than I. But it is he that I still compare myself too. Most recently Lassiter built two custom pistols for me to give to my 8 and 10 yo grandsons. A few years back when I was having trouble working my 2nd gen colts because of pain and stiffness in my hands, Lassiter suggested short stroking them. I decided instead to have him lower hammers on a pair of new model vaqueros. That began the project. Rugers didn't come with 7.5" barrels. So, Chili Pepper Pete from Michigan made me some stainless 7.5" octagon barrels. Lassiter mated them to the receivers, built brass blade sights, cut the rear notch, did the action work, short stroke, and lowered hammers. He set them up like colts. The shoot and feel like Colts. The difficult part was mating the ejector rod housing to the barrels which he did with a bead weld. I then had Jim Downing complete the project by total engraving to whatever extent he desired. My request was to put the name "Pops" on each of the backstraps and the name "Calvin" on the top barrel flat on the right gun and the name "Liam" on the top of the left gun. Somewhere in the processing and shipping the front sight of the Liam gun was bent. With great force, cracking the silver solder. Lassiter repaired it. I could tell when he saw its condition he wasn't sure it could be repaired. But it was. Lassiter lives the life of a cowboy. Truth, Justice, and the American Way! All the way. Here's a description of his name sake. Jim Lassiter. From the Zane Grey novel, Riders on the Purple Sage. "Lassiter is the typical Western cowboy. He lives a simple life out in the West and commits every action based on a sacred set of principles he holds. While he enjoys using weapons and is fairly talented at doing so, this horseback rider should not be mistaken as a violent man, and only uses his guns for justice." This past weekend I told some of my closest friends. If it weren't for the People, I probably wouldn't still be shooting cowboy. Many people. Especially Lassiter. It's become more expensive than ever. Preparation has become more difficult. Some elements have become redundant. I see new horizons to be encountered. I'm not going away. There are still things in CAS I want to experience. Places I've not been. So, If you don't see me at the usual, know that my thoughts are with you my Pards & Pardettes. Our trails will cross. Now, I've got to see how far behind Lassiter I was in this past Winter EOT. Vaya Con Dios, EOT 2022 - Lassiter 275.49 Max 276.80
    40 points
  3. This gun cart was built for a shooter and his wife and they wanted it to reflect the Texas family ranching history by showing the various family cattle brands. My pard Trainwreck and his son did the laser layout and engraving and Double Diamond did all of the leatherwork. Notice the brands on both sides of the cabinet are branded on inlays. The lumber I used is African black limba. The steer skull drawing on the front of the chest is a drawing of a skull that was found on the family ranch a number of years ago and they wanted it included on the cart, it is lasered on an inlay also. Through dovetail and sliding dovetail joinery and mortise and tenons where needed were used. The trays feature an ammo tray with two SG shell box wells and room for R&P cartridges. Notice the finger notches on the tray dividers, all you have to do is fold the flaps back on a box of shells and drop it in the well and your all set. When the shells are gone lift up a tray and get another box of shells and exchange it for the empty box. Under the trays is an ammo strip bin that will hold 10 loaded or empty ammo loading strips. Pull a loaded one out shoot the stage and then lift the tray up and put the empty strip back where it came from and pull another loaded one for the next stage. There is also a small 6 pack soft sided cooler that fits in the bottom of the chest. On the inside of the cabinet door there are 2 sets of holsters and a SG mop and brush holder. The locking bar to keep the long guns in place is locked in place in the down position with a rare earth magnet and then another magnet holds it in the up position when your pulling your long guns or putting them away. The cabinet is held to the carriage with a hinge pin and is very easy to remove and reinstall.
    33 points
  4. When I was at EOT I gave Lassiter a Lightning rifle to have him do the slam fire mod. He told me that he’d have it at Bordertown in October for me to pick up. Imagine my surprise this afternoon when the UPS guy knocked on the door with a package that needed a signature. I knew what it was as soon as I read the shipping label. I’ve been talking with the UPS guy quite a bit over the last few months about CAS and he comes out to the shop quite often to see the gun carts that I’m building. Well after I told him what it was I asked him if he’d like to see the rifle and he did so I unboxed it and gave him a demo of the rifle and the slam fire feature, he was impressed. It was a great afternoon. Double Diamond built the stock cover. The silver frame and engraving are all factory Pedersoli. After today I’m pretty sure this is my main match rifle, it is very smooth and fast.
    31 points
  5. Pics as requested. Somehow, by a twist of fate, my seat ended up directly in front of the liquor cabinet. The passengers seemed impressed with my sartorial ensemble. Many requests for photos were granted. I shoulda charged! A fine day indeed. And my new brogans were very comfortable! NO MASK REQUIRED!
    30 points
  6. So, set up matches so that as long as the shooter is willing to follow a make up procedure they can claim a 'clean' match. And folks are going to strive to achieve this distinction? I think at that point 'clean' matches would lose their significance to me.
    30 points
  7. Sent my Rugers over to Eddie Viola at Smoke Wagon Engraving and he worked his magic. Copper in-lay in the cylinders to match my Copper King rig. I think they came out great! Engraving: Smoke Wagon Engraving Octagon Barrels: Snake Oil George Grips: Texas Grips Action Work: Jimmy Spurs Totes
    30 points
  8. Howdy, Well, it looks like us deplorables at Long Hunter's have been banned from Facebook and I'm good with it. So for now on, I'll be posting in the Merchant Corner. We'll have occasional specials on over-stocked "stock guns" and will let everyone know some of what we have in stock. We have a fresh shipment of 12ga CZ Sharp-Tail coach guns and Hammer Doubles arriving next week. We also have some 1873 .357/38sp Brush Popper's and Saddle Rifle's coming in. We received some Taylor's 4.75" Smoke Wagon's in 357/38 and 45 Colt this week. I'll contact our backordered customer's tomorrow. Supply is looking a little better for 2022. Hope it stays that way. If we can be of service, give us a call at 806-342-0000 or email us at jim@longhunt.com. We answer phone calls Monday-Thursday 10:00-6:00 with Friday being a maybe. :-) If no answer, please leave a message. Online parts order's are filled daily Monday-Saturday. Thank you, Long Hunter
    28 points
  9. Isn't hard for your wife to breath in that bag full of guns? Seems like that's abuse of some sort.
    27 points
  10. Countdown has started, I've pushed the sled over the edge of the dropoff, I'm gripping the sides, gritting my teeth and waiting for the feeling that the world just fell away from me! Walked into the Superintendent's office and handed him my notice. My last day of work will be 31 July. On that day I blow the canopy, grab the red handle and PULL! Retirement, here I come!
    26 points
  11. Well I hope the owners success with selling it. None of my business or anyone else what they sell it for. They've always had my back and I'll always have theirs. I dug most of the holes with my tractor for the split rail fence and the loading/unloading tables. Have a lot of good memories with Hipshot, Chisler and Coyote Calhoun at the start of Founders Ranch. The owners of the ranch built a game we can all enjoy or complain about. My choice, the glass is half full, not empty. If there was a way to turn the clock back, I would do it all again. And dang it, I miss my friend Coyote Calhoun. SASS is in good hands with Misty and she also has my full support.
    25 points
  12. The biggest draw to CAS for me was the gun carts. The first Cowboys match at Norco that I attended had so many styles of gun carts that it was mind boggling. It seemed that no two were alike. To this day I still enjoy seeing gun carts that shooters have built themselves, the creativity and ingenuity are incredible. This cart that Realtree is using is no exception . It is absolutely amazing. Yes, a real aluminum canoe was used in its construction. There are so many well thought out features on this cart. The oar is fashioned to use as a tow handle.
    25 points
  13. Having a facility to handle that size match is one thing. Having the volunteer workforce is another.
    25 points
  14. Joe Biden on the six o'clock news.
    25 points
  15. 24 points
  16. I've said for a while there's 3 MAIN reasons people shoot in sass. 1) Dressers- The person that is in it for the dress. This person may put less emphasis on the shooting aspects but pride themselves on dressing the part down to the period correct socks. A) The minimalist dressers are allowed by our current rules to compete in our sport. If we feel that needs to change, put forth a new minimum standard. Don't grudge on them for playing within the rules. 2) Cleaners- The person that strives to shoot a clean match regardless of how long it takes them. This person may take 60+ seconds to shoot a stage but they are very happy with it being clean. A) Although there is a maximum time allowed for each stage to be scored, as of now we still consider the shooter with no misses "clean" even for shots fired after the maximum time. If people don't like that we need a new clarification or a rule put forth. Don't grudge on that shooter for taking 4 minutes to fix a gun on the line and hold up shooting for them to be "clean" because it is allowed. 3)Speed Shooter- The person that strives for their quickest time on a stage. This person will analyze the stage to find the most efficient way for them to run it. They practice. A lot. A) We have a whole book of shooting rules to follow. If this shooter is within those rules, don't grudge on them for wanting to go fast. Some use the term "gamer" as a slur and some use it admiringly. Regardless, if something they do on a stage bothers you but is legal, it doesn't matter, because it was legal. Put forth a new rule or change the existing. There's no penalty for almost breaking a rule. There are obviously some folks that shoot for a different reason. It may be that it's the only time they can fire their guns, or some other reason;however, there is one common theme. The fun and camaraderie of getting together and sharing those commonalities. Hell, I can shoot and dress up however I want to in my back yard. My times are usually better too.
    24 points
  17. As soon as my Thin Mints arrive, I will be 100%!
    23 points
  18. I used to assign names & faces to the targets.
    22 points
  19. Today at our local match my SASS partner Travis Spenser and myself were honored with SASS Regulator Badges!! WOW!! We are both honored and humbled to be recognized by our friends and fellow shooters, never mind being considered, but selected to get such a prestigious award!! Muchisimas Gracias!! Tom Payne
    22 points
  20. Even though I have only been shooting Classic for about 4 years now, I always would have met the requirement for Classic since I started shooting 11 yrs ago. To me costuming and dressin' up like a cowboy is a major part of our game/sport. If you shoot anything other than a costume category, as long as you meet minimum, you're good to go. My pet peeve is people in a costume category that wear as little or as few of the required items as possible. IT'S A COSTUME CATEGORY - GO ALL OUT OR GO HOME. When I shoot I am wearing 11 of the 12 items for Classic. I don't wear a jacket or coat as I would take it off to shoot anyway. I will wear shotgun chaps regardless of the temperature. I did just get a pair of Botas for hot weather. I do enjoy the costuming aspect of CAS and it's what sets us apart from other disciplines. It also shows that we're probably having fun while we are doing it. My wife and I have won a fair share of costuming awards over the years. I know my place in the pecking order and probably won't ever be on the highest podium at the awards ceremony but dagnabbit, I'm gonna look good on the bottom rung. It's not how good you shoot, it's how good you look when you shoot. My 2¢ worth.
    22 points
  21. If you think that people don't care about getting an award or even how they come by that award you simply haven't been involved in putting on enough matches. Even at our monthly matches we get beat into submission if we don't offer an elder statesman frontier cartridge duelist category (so one lone shooter can be announced and given a poker chip) and simply I don't care anymore. I tried to take a hard line early on at our state championship and the end result was nasty comment cards and threats to never return if not honored. Years ago at the MI state match I had a shooter (let's call him Bob) get ahold of me. He wanted us to offer Silver Senior Frontiersman. Knowing the region well I knew there was zero possible way that there was going to be any chance of anyone else shooting that category if offered. I said no. He would not let it go. He railed on me for 4 months until I finally had enough and said yes. The match came and went. Bob won silver senior frontiersman un-contested and got his picture taken and was proud of his buckle that we provided. I saw one of his local coffee buddies in the barber shop the next werk who is not a shooter at all but knew we had just had our state championship. Bob came up in that conversation and he said "well Bob's a hell of a shooter....he's a State Champion, he showed us the buckle".....I said yes he is with a smile and left it at that. Bob was full of cancer, and he passed a couple months later. Did I do the right thing? I don't know if there is a right thing. I think part of the charm and challenge of SASS as a whole is that we have been and will be at least for awhile caught in the balancing act of "too serious" or "not serious enough" when it comes to an identity as a game/sport/hobby whatever you want to call it. I think for your own personal mental well being that you have to have your own reasons for why you do any of it. If it's recognition and respect that you seek you'll be in for a long road and you'll never be satisfied. The world is too fickle and if this game is good at anything it's folks coming up with a "yeah but' for almost anything. Not sure what the right answer is. My thoughts now after 21 years of playing is that we are a customer based entertainment activity. And for the most part the customer is always right. We have rule books that you damn near need a law degree to read sometimes. So if your playing within those rules during the match I don't really care how it's split up. I'm sure it won't make sense or there's plenty of holes in my thought process, just my view based on my experience.
    22 points
  22. Name badges help the score keeper too. Your face I can remember forever but names I forget 5 seconds after I’m told.
    22 points
  23. December 1 marks the birthday of my grandpa, Steve, who passed away in 2000. He would have been 85 this year. He was passionate about Scouting and was awarded the Silver Beaver. He was a very hands-on grandpa - I remember being Cub Scout age and him teaching me to cut down a tree with an axe, the tree in question being an 8" diameter sycamore in his front yard. He loved the fur trade era and participated in mountain man rendezvous for years under the alias "Two Feathers". Grandpa was never aware of CAS/SASS, to my knowledge, but he loved the old west and had a shelf packed full of Louis L'Amour novels, and tried to pass that love down to his grandkids. His was one of the first horses I ever rode, and his worn-out cowboy hat became my first real cowboy hat, which he passed down to me when he got a new one (My wife then commandeered it when she started shooting). I'm convinced that had his life not been cut short by cancer, he would have loved cowboy action shooting and jumped in with both feet, especially once he saw his kids and grandkids doing it. Here's to all those who never got a chance to enjoy our sport, but would have fit right in.
    22 points
  24. See that guy over there? Pushing that cart and wearing that grey hair? He seems to be doing fine Even smiles from time to time Not going too slow Seems to know Where things are And what he wants Saw him in the produce section Giving some directions To a young couple who I assume Quite possibly were bride and groom They had that breathless happy look Of couples who just took Their vows and bows a day or two ago And now are going with the joyous married flow Although they know not where That flow will take the breathless pair I thought I saw him smile a bit wide As they left, that groom and bride It was a smile that seemed to say Good luck to you, enjoy your day For I had many days like you When instead of one, I was two A shadow seemed to cloud his eyes As one will sometimes in bright clear skies I wondered what his thoughts might be As he passed and nodded once to me “Perhaps he’s on his own I thought” As I glanced to see what he had bought Meals for one in small amounts No family sized, no need to count “Yes, that’s me”, I said I felt his soul. I knew his head. Family gone over the years Long life always comes with tears Family gone into the mist Some suddenly. So painfully missed. Some slowly but so far away That a kiss goodbye was not to be upon that final day Now he’s left with memories of decades past Some have faded, most will last Until his time has finally come To be just a memory himself to some If perchance you see that guy Just nod and smile as he walks by He’ll be alone but not always lonely Remember that he’s really only You and I
    22 points
  25. Look what I got in the Mail
    21 points
  26. On Saturday at Cajon I had the privilege of presenting Moe T Vader his JEDI Gunfighter pin and buckle. Every since he got into CAS near Pensacola Florida he has seen the importance of growing the sport. Doing more than just showing up, moving steel and shooting the match sees him conducting new shooter classes, putting together loaner firearms on his own dime for new shooters to use and introducing a lot of new people to the sport. The Escondido Bandidos matches are near Camp Pendleton where he is a Captain in the Marine Corps and at nearly every monthly match he has a Marine or four or five in tow to observe Cowboy Action Shooting. In my humble opinion there probably isn’t a better representative or spokesperson for our sport. The picture is from a match up at the Cowboys in Norco yesterday and Moe T is the big guy on your right and the other person is Joshua The Kid a young man who has been shooting for less than a year. As you can see Moe T has made quite an impression on young Joshua and that in itself says a lot about who Moe T is. Joshua is an up and coming gunfighter and I had the pleasure of posseing up with both of them on Saturday at Cajon. Throughout the match Moe T offered advice, scolding and encouragement where needed and young Joshua heeded it all. Welcome JEDI Moe T Vader.
    21 points
  27. And miss-makeup stuff adds to the time it takes to set up, explain stages and allow shooters to do extra things to protect themselves from their own haste in the first place. If you DESPERATELY want a clean match , then shoot deliberately and only when you see the sights squarely on the target. The game is what it is, a shooting competition. If you want to win, work at it enough to do so, and if you want to be clean, work at THAT enough to do so. good luck, GJ
    21 points
  28. Two of the seven MDQs happened on our posse. One on the first stage of the match. Broken gun belt that dumped a loaded pistol as the shooter was approaching the stage. The other had a pistol pop out of his holster when he stopped on a down range stage at the beginning of the third day. Both competitors cowboyed up and worked the posse for the rest of the match. My hats off to both of them for showing how it’s done.
    21 points
  29. Montie Montana was a trick roper and movie star back in the 1900’s and acted in more than 60 movies. Montie Montana, that I built this gun cart for used to be his paperboy when he was a kid and has many memories to share of his visits with the real Montie and if you see the new Montie at Fire and Ice or EOT visit with him about Montie Montana, he has some fascinating information he’ll share with you. I just finished this cart between lingering sciatic nerve issue and a few other things it’s taken me a bit longer, quite a little bit longer to get this one out. The lumber is black walnut and figured maple with through dovetail and sliding dovetail joinery throughout and mortise and tenons where needed. It’s set up as a 4 gun cart with holsters mounted to the doors and down below holders for the SG brush and swab. You’ll notice at the bottom of the inside of the cabinet a hinge with a pin in it. That pin connects the carriage to the cabinet and if you lose that pin or neglect to install it bad things will happen, I warn people about that on delivery but most of them find out on their own what I mean. I include an extra pin now, they seem to get misplaced a lot. The chest features trays and sub trays for all of your match essentials. The SG shell well at the front of the narrower tray will hold an entire box of shells in the box and there is a finger notch on the dividing tray to allow removal and insertion of a box of shells without having to lift out the sub tray, works pretty good. If you lift out the tray with the handle there is a loading pouch bin that holds the loaded pouch in an upright position and all you need to do is lift out the tray, pull out a pouch and when you come back from the unloading table stick the empty pouch into where it came out of and then grab the next pouch when you’re ready to go load up. Once you’ve used 3 pouches just slide the other narrower tray over and grab another fresh pouch and repeat the process. I also include a soft sided ice chest and a double drink holder. I mounted buffalo nickel style conchos on the 16 gauge brass that I use for hole covers and I also installed one on the door pull knob. I installed the soft close hinges so that you don’t have to worry about the door slamming open or shut if it’s windy. Montie wanted his brand and an action picture on the cart and Double Diamond came through in classic Double Diamond fashion with the brand medallion up on the door crest and then the medallion with Montie Montana atop his horse doing a rope trick. I have to say this is one of the best looking medallions that he’s ever created and the kicker is he had to build them so that Montie could easily remove both medallions if he ever decides to sell the cart. I’m betting 99.9% of those that look at it can’t figure out how to do it. I’ll be meeting up with Montie at Fire and Ice next Saturday morning to turn his cart over to him.
    21 points
  30. Just want to say that I have grown to appreciate all of the eclectic characters who peruse the Saloon. I may not know many of you but have looked forward to the posts submitted by each of you. Seems like I recognize names each day in the local obituary column, and we've lost several of our Saloon buddies recently. I still have a collection of beautiful feathers that I acquired for Badger Mtn. Charlie to tie into lures, that he graciously declined due to his health. Each of us lean on the other for prayers and boosting of spirits, or maybe pouring of spirits, and uplifting/tearing down as the mood determines. Just didn't want any more to suddenly be absent without knowing that I appreciate each of you on this forum..... Gracos Kid
    21 points
  31. The planning for Winter Range and now End of Trail goes on year round. The planning and small prop construction goes from indoors to outdoors in the fall when the summer temps begin to drop. This past Saturday it was a mild 89 degrees and the containers of props were opened for the first time in months. The final Winter Range was cancelled because of Covid and this was the first opportunity to look at props built last year and to examine the drawings and plans for structures to be built for EOT 2022. Hundreds of props will have to be rebuilt or repainted to eliminate the old WR logos and to replace them with EOT logos. Here is one group starting work on some of the smaller props. Over on the other side of the yard another group begins examining the hundreds of targets to replace pivot bolts, pull chains, target hangers, etc., and to replace any plates that are showing signs of being pock marked or any signs of bending. The EOT targets are AR plate and are replaced on a regular basis. Those that have been to WR and will be making return trips to the new EOT have seen some of the phenominal stage fronts built by the Swiss Kid. Here he is just starting a new front. Other stage designers are also working on new stage fronts and they will be shown in future photos. Over the next four months as more work parties take place and the stages come together the Rough Riders will post more photos.
    20 points
  32. So this happened: I had to go in to the VFW post for a few minutes. I poured coffee into my insulated cup. Got in the car and headed to town. A few miles down the road I realized I had left the cup in the house. Too late to turn around. Well it will be there whenI get back. Went to town then remembered I needed to go to the store and bank. Got home and couldn’t remember where I left my cup. EXHIBIT A. A search proved fruitless. Kitchen counters, both computer desks, both bathrooms, coffee table, bar. Nothing! Refrigerator, cupboards, washing machine top, DVD shelf. Nothing. So I searched a second time. No luck. Decided to make another cup but it needed to be insulated because I was going to sit on the porch. The only insulated cup I had was too tall for the coffee maker. EXHIBIT C So I used my shorter Route 66 cup EXHIBIT B, in the coffee maker. Made a cup full. Went to get my hat and found the original cup where I had set it in the other room while getting my note pad (Yeah the room I had searched. Twice) But the coffee had cooled and I couldn’t put this metal cup in the microwave. So I poured the fresh cup into EXHIBIT C, poured the original cup into EXHIBIT B, nuked it, poured it back into EXHIBIT A, and now had 2 insulated cups full of brown elixir. So I am now drinking my morning coffee on the porch out of the wind. At 2 pm!! This is why, even though I am retired with time on my hands, I rarely get anything done. At least I have no neighbors andcan pee in the yard without having to go back in the house. As long as the wind doesn’t shift. Such is the complex and adventurous life I lead!
    19 points
  33. I was watching this show and there was this woman telling about a bunch of fun stuff to do. After a few minutes I realized I was watching one of those religious shows and she was listing out sins. Dang it.
    19 points
  34. My son and I made this video yesterday based off a Facebook conversation. It was a good excuse to be on the range with my oldest boy.
    19 points
  35. Time. There was a time I remember when Coke and Colas were a dime. Were we got nickel and dimes yearly raises. Hamburger was under a dollar a pound as well as a gallon of milk. I bought my farm, 500 acres for under 100,000.00 Dollars. The house I'm living in I paid 96000.00. The State bought a small strip of my land and gave me 63000.00 for it. 22 years later with the housing market as is, I been offered time and again, almost daily from house buyers who are willing to pay up to 390,000.00 for it. Time also made me think of all the friends I had, and those I made and it was time to re-connect. It wasn't to long ago were I felt ageless, I could still run 5 miles daily, climb roofs and blow leaves off on my house and neighbors.. I thought I would never give up flying, its what I looked forward to being asked to participate in tours and get into the pilot seats of B17s, 24s and 25s. Or flying solo seats in P40s, and P51s. But age took over and it was time to let someone younger take that position. As to Covid, it changed everything in my life. When I received my 2nd shot, the world as I knew it changed for me. That 2nd shot caused me to contract AFIB 12 hours later were I couldn't breathe laying down and my heart was outracing cars in the Indy's. Reality and life became precious. The heart Doctors and Nurses helped me get back and when I found out as they all said, I wasn't the only one, that they had many patients after their 2nd shot develop heart problems, but when they forwarded the information on their findings, it was ignored or not reported. As to myself, it made me think of all I had in collections and it was time to part with them so the wife wouldn't be left to unscramble value and be taken in by greedy dealers. I had over 300 flight helmets and gear from early pre WW2 to Vietnam. I had collected over 36 M1 Carbines. It was time to thin the herds. I now have 1 flight helmet and only 3 carbines left. I graduated with 36 from High School, only 7 of us left. Last year took its toll. As John Wayne said one time when interviewed by Barbara Walters, waking up each morning is a beautiful day, even if its raining out or the weather isn't perfect.. I thought I would share this, my thoughts. .
    19 points
  36. My hat is off to SASS and Misty Moonshine for delivering on what is often only spoken about. The "cowboy way". It seems it is alive and well. Good job leading by example lady! Although SASS didn't have to, it stepped up to fix what many felt was a let down regarding championship buckles at EOT. Nothing against the host club at all, because I know there were extenuating circumstances with budget restraints, and I applaud them for the great time I had on my first EOT trip. I just wanted to give credit where credit was due.
    19 points
  37. I can only speak for myself but I have never felt discouraged or embarrassed when I haven’t placed as well as I’d hoped. I’ve shown up to awards ceremonies when I was certain my name wasn’t gonna get called. I was there to support those who were recognized. One can choose to feel discouraged or in the same situation choose to feel inspired. That is on the shooter, not the match producers. I’ve received awards that to me honestly didn’t mean a whole lot because I hadn’t performed as well as I had hoped to and then watched those places below me revel in their successes and you know what, I was happy for them, for what they had achieved for themselves. If a match wants to recognize all categories down to 10 places and they can afford to do it, and the shooters want to have it, good for them. I can sit around and clap with my friends.
    19 points
  38. Make a profit on them ???? You dastardly no good low down pole cat!! Wait I forgot this is still America isn't it!? Sometimes I'm not sure anymore. You don't like a fellas price shut up and move on!
    19 points
  39. I mostly avoid these discussions but can't help it. Seems to me we have three choices. Raise match cost to cover 75-80% of entries receiving awards, decrease categories or limit the awards to top 3-5 in each category. Pick your poison. In my opinion, some of two and three makes sense. With number two, IMHO, there are way to many age based categories in several disciplines. 60-64, 65-69 and then 70 is crazy. To say it's not fair for a 66 year old to compete with a 60 year is beyond me. And I am a silver senior. As far as awards, why is it the norm to give awards to 10th place? Down to five is plenty. If you're upset you didn't get an 8th place category award, work/practice harder before the next match and try for 5th. I also believe it puts undue pressure on newer or even long time shooters that are here to have fun and could care less about awards. To go up in front of everyone and accept and 8th place category buckle for finishing 8th out of 8 shooters can be humiliatingly. That person may not want to come back. It ruined their fun factor. We are putting way to much pressure on people to perform instead of having fun. It's my belief this pressure on performance to not get embarrassed has taken a lot of fun out of the game. If you consider yourself a competitor, then put the time in to finish in the top five. If not, have fun. No one really cares.
    19 points
  40. Love where we live. Close enough for city amenities. Far enough away that the critters call it home as well.
    19 points
  41. It's been an adventure. Discharged from the hospital late Sunday. MD called in 4 prescriptions, including Eliquis (blood thinner). By the time we got to the pharmacy, it was closed (5:00 p.m.) Got the MD on the phone, but he had no luck finding another pharmacy with a supply. He sent me back to the ER and "made an arrangement" for me to get a 3 day supply, to give me time to get to the pharmacy later for the full prescription. Problem was that no one in the ER knew about the arrangement; waited for 6 hours, and then had to be re-admitted to ER before they would supply the drugs. Nuts. Wait until Medicare sees that one. So I'm home, on meds and oxygen, and feeling better but still worn down. Doc says it may take weeks to start to feel better. Just glad to still be kicking. All of the well-wishes are deeply appreciated; you're all good folks and lift my spirits. Now go shoot something, will ya? LL
    19 points
  42. Golly, I don't know... It's a mystery. I wonder why dragsters have so many supercharged V8 engines instead of the Fred Flintstone bare foot thru the floor method. I wonder why NASA uses those rocket boosters instead of the Wile E Coyote ACME slingshots. I wonder why NFL players wear cleats in the mud instead of high heel platform stripper shoes.
    19 points
  43. Then there are people like me. I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, the poor kid in a highly affluent town. I was treated as second class, even by my teachers. My guidance counselor wrote me off, actually telling me I would never amount to anything because my clothes were worn out and from the 2nd hand store. I could run academic circles around my peers AND teachers, but I didn't fit his mold. So I joined the army to pay for college. Then I got a scholarship from the army to become a 2LT. I made it all the way through college without knowing what a FAFSA was because my former guidance counselor had blown me off so badly. I just worked around the clock (the scholarship paid for tuition and fees, but I still had to LIVE!). I graduated, had a good run on active duty, switched to the Reserves, and became a cop. Then I used an army benefit to pay for a master's degree, while committing to longer service. Then the army sent me to War College, and I got another master's. When I switched from being a cop to being a defense contractor in my full-time job, my company has a benefit wherein they pay for advanced degrees. I'm working on a third master's degree as we speak, and I have found the PhD program I will likely pursue afterwards. Oh, and last year I made full-bird in the Reserves. The brigade command list is due out next month (fingers crossed). That's pretty good for the poor kid who isn't going to amount to anything, huh? By the way, in a few days I'll celebrate my 28th anniversary with the army. But the point is, how do you think I feel about giving everyone a freebie when I had to fight, kick, scratch, and scream to EARN my way out of poverty? Nobody handed me anything. Nobody "forgave" any debt I incurred. I fought like the third monkey on the ramp to Noah's ark.
    19 points
  44. A Mrs Fields chocolate chip to be exact, and enjoying it immensely while watching the ball game. I finished cookie uno and as I reached over to start on cookie the second, I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that a chip had fallen out and was perched on the edge of the side table. Still watching the game as I maneuvered the tasty morsel toward my waiting maw, I perceived that it felt a little mushy, no doubt from sitting on the warm table. Then, just as I was tossing into my mouth, I recalled the fly I had seen on the curtain earlier about a foot away from the table. You know how time slows down when something horrible is about to happen? Like when you see a truck coming at you on the wrong side of the road, or your about to slip off the top of the swing set, or you realized you cut the wrong wire on the bomb? Okay maybe not the last one… Well the suspected fly was heading making a bee line….er a fly line I guess, right for my sensitive tasty buds and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. As my brain shifted in to granny gear and my muscles froze in fear, many things ran through my mind. First. I had just vacuumed the carpet and now It was about to need a deep cleaning. Second. What’s the best a immediate action for fly in mouth disease? Spitting? Swallowing? Both, while puking? What if in the brief millisecond it was in my mouth the fly squirted some fertile eggs in panic? And what if, even after rinsing with Scope and Everclear, some managed to hatch inside my pie hole? Third. Could I, with accurate projectile vomit, knock the fly out of the air like a Russian MiG over Ukraine before It violated my oral air space? Fourth. What if it went in, was sitting on my tongue, and I heard a tiny buzzing Help me issuing from near my uvula? All these thoughts and a few others ran through brain as the fly finally plopped down on my tongue. Turns out it was in fact a chocolate chip. That was close.
    18 points
  45. Goodness gracious ..... he's gonna need a bigger hat now. Our Wire Pard, TN Williams, is now a World Champion Duelist. He had a pretty darn good match at EOT and all his practicing and work with Randy St. Eagle worked out well for him. (Randy is a champion winner also). Congratulations my friend. I hope you will still be your ole humble and modest self even as a champion..... ..........Widder
    18 points
  46. Dudley takes the stage, but something isn't right. What's the call?
    18 points
  47. I was thinking yesterday about a possible trip to SC this summer to see relatives. Then I thought why not also head up to Oregon where I’ve never been to visit an old Army buddy I haven’t seen the 80s when he came to Florida on vacation. It was just some random mental meandering on my part. This morning I got an Email from my buddy Sid saying he was wanting to take an an Amtrak trip to Grand Junction, about 3 hours from here and wanted to know when a good time would be to visit. He recalled that on his first road trip to see us in Florida in 77 he had driven through Moab and Durango and might have actually travelled through Cahone. That would have been old Route 666, now 491 ( they changed the designation, not due to any mark o’ the beast concerns, The signs kept getting stolen). That is pretty much the only way to get to Durango from Moab. I told him if he blinked he missed it. So we might get hold of another friend in Michigan and see if he’s up for a reunion. I have circled the potential reunionites.
    18 points
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