Wednesday, December 07, 2016

Tuesday morning at the range...

So, like I wrote in the previous post, I decided to bring the Sistema along to the range on a lark. I had work to do putting rounds through the Mk.IV, and I figured why not see if the Sistema would run? So I grabbed a couple 1911 magazines from my Box o' 1911 Stuff...

...and forgot them on the kitchen counter.

When I got to Indy Arms Co., I asked if I could borrow the magazine from the rental 1911.

It turned out to be a tired factory Metalform whose feed lips were so badly spread that if more than five rounds were loaded, you couldn't get it into the Sistema's magwell.

Still, it managed to fire ten rounds without any malfunctions, even with the godawful mag. ("You guys need to pull a 47D off the shelf for that rental gun, dudes; this thing's shot," I informed them on returning it.)

I need to get some sights on that gun and Cerakote it.

The Loctite has cured the sight screw problems on the Mark IV, and there were no issues in the hundred rounds of mixed .22LR I fired yesterday.

The gun now has 1,100 rounds through it with one failure to eject (#714).

Gratuitous Gun Pr0n #153...

The Sistema project gun I pretty much abandoned ten years ago. I decided on a whim yesterday to take it with me to the range...

Time flies like an arrow.

December 7th, seventy-five years ago...

From conversation elsewhere, an observation...

"The percentage of people doing special snowflake Open Carry march RKBA cosplay who sport special snowflake "Look how different & unique I am!" guns is telling.

 I pity the unit armorers for the 165th Mom's Basement Ranger Battalion; keeping all those Tavor and Kel-Tec and aftermarket Mosin replacement parts in stock come the revolution is going to be a bitch."
Yeah, I'm feeling more than just a little catty this morning.

I'm sore and grumpy from my walk. I need to look into some nice, cushion-y specialized walking shoes if I'm going to be pounding out my walks on pavement. Keep the shin with the steel in it from hurting so much. Spread the wear from my fave pair of wintertime Asolos, too.

Overheard in the Office...

Me: "I'll tell you what, it doesn't take long with a voice controlled appliance that you start resenting ones that aren't voice-controlled."
I mean, to change channels on the television I have to find the remote control and mash buttons like some primitive savage with a bone in my nose.

Tuesday, December 06, 2016

I can typing!

Because I do this to entertain you, not me, apparently:

Reader RJC writes to say that he doesn't like the free ice cream these days. In an email entitled "no fun", he opines:
"Used to look forward to seeing pictures of nice beer and some fancy dish.  Now all I see is the amount of miles you walked."
Here, RJC. Instead of writing the post I was going to write before going to the range this morning, I made this handy infographic for you so you don't miss out on any of those food & beer pics:

Click to Embiggen

Bangers, no mash.

Bobbi asked if I wanted one of the bangers she was cooking for breakfast. I said "sure", and decided to wait to take my walk until after I'd eaten.

On a not totally unrelated note, "Let the Greasy Meat Settle" is the name of my group's next album.

Imperfect world...

The Ruger Mk.IV and the Honor Defense Honor Guard 9 went along to Indy Arms Co. yesterday morning, the latter for a forthcoming Shooting Illustrated piece. Before I started shooting, I secured the rear sight set screw on the Ruger Mk.IV with some Loctite.

The HG9 had been shooting to the left for me, and the reason became apparent yesterday...

One of the nicer points about the HG9 is that it uses Glock 43 sights, piggybacking on that gun's popularity for a wider range of aftermarket sight availability. But Glock front sights have a threaded post for a base, secured by a little nut inside the slide.

If not adequately provided with threadlocker compound, this nut will work loose and allow the front sight to wiggle. If the front sight gets too wiggly, it'll shear off under recoil. Fortunately I caught this one before it got that bad, and a little blue Loctite will fix it right up.

 Neither handgun experienced any malfunctions. The rear sight held steady on the Ruger. This makes 1,000 total rounds through the gun with one failure to eject (#714).

I did notice that the pivot at the front of the frame had started to walk. We'll just be tightening this down.

Monday, December 05, 2016


I'm using you for accountability.

Day Thirty-Five:

Woke up very sore. Probably would have completely malingered if it weren't for the fact that I have to post my morning proof-of-undeath photo.

1.01 miles in 17:22 at an average heart rate of 129bpm.

Oh, hooray!

Bobbi has full lyrics for "I Want An Australopithecus For Christmas" up!

Here's help for singing along...

Sunday, December 04, 2016

Overheard in the Office...

Deuce Deuce

Dropped in at Indy Arms Saturday about lunchtime to pop off some more .22LR Remington Golden Bullets through the Ruger Mk.IV.

It was as boringly reliable as you'd expect a rimfire Ruger autoloader to be. This is probably the most popular and successful line of .22 self-loaders, and for good reason.

This example had screws that wanted to back out securing the front and rear sights. We Loctited the front one at Blogorado and it held. I tightened the rear set screw yesterday before heading to the range, but by the time I'd fired off a hundred rounds of ammunition, the rear sight assembly was drifting in its channel again and could be slid back to center with thumb and forefinger alone. Time for Loctite there, too.

This makes 900 total rounds through the gun with one failure to eject (#714).

Saturday, December 03, 2016

Strange Equivalencies...

Rimfire Relaxation...

The Ruger Mark IV test gun had languished, unloved, for pretty much the whole of November, and so yesterday I took it to Indy Arms Company with the intention of putting a reasonably significant number of rounds through the gun.

The .22LR ammo can is mostly full of Remington Golden Bullets from one of those "Bucket o' Bullets" bulk pack affairs. I determined to put 200 through the gun to get the barrel warm enough to see if the Loctite on the retaining screw for the front sight was holding.

During the range session, I had one failure to eject on round #114 of the day (#714 through the gun). This was the first malfunction that the gun has experienced. I also noticed that one of the magazines had fuzzed up with a bit of surface rust.

Frankly, I was surprised that 200 rounds of bulk Remington Golden Bullets went through the gun with only the one malf. The stuff does not have the quality control of yore and is generally looked down on these days.

The Loctite on the front sight held fine. Two hundred rounds with no loosening of the screw. Howver the rear sight assembly kept drifting left and had to be manually shoved over in its dovetail with my thumb three times over the course of the range session. I need to tighten and Loctite the set screw on the rear sight as well.

I don't get it.

I've probably mentioned this before, but here's a puzzler:

It's a cardinal sin in the progressive weltanschauung to deny someone the validity of their own narrative.

Unless their narrative is "I'm doing this for Islam and the caliph!"

You are what you identify as, unless what you identify as is a jihadi, in which case you are troubled and misled and it's probably backlash and Western imperialist society's fault somehow.

Day Thirty-Three

Woke up with the alarm at 0600.

Malingered in bed 'til 0800 because Saturday.

Wore the backpack with the 10 pound weight as penance.

Bobbi pulled on some sweat pants under her housecoat and a coat & hat over it and accompanied me for the first two laps. That was enjoyable, having someone to chat with.

1.02 miles in 18:31 at an average heart rate of 128bpm.

Friday, December 02, 2016

Sight Insights

Commenting on Facebook the other day, I mentioned the totally impractical fixation I had on the idea of the Glock 35 with a .357SIG conversion barrel. My head knows that my chrono testing showed that most carry loads only picked up about a fifty foot-per-second velocity boost over the compact Glock 32. My head also know that there's very little that .357SIG offers over good Gold Dot or HST 9mm ammo other than reduced magazine capacity. The heart, however, wants what it wants.

Chuck Haggard is one of the most clueful folks I know, and so when he remarked that a friend of his had reported finding serious point-of-aim/point-of-impact differences with the factory sights when he'd dropped a .357SIG barrel into a G35, I figured I'd better check for myself on my gun.

I bought a box of Sig Sauer Elite Performance 125gr FMJ and fired off a few rounds at 5, 7, 10, and 15 yards, holding the center of the dot on the Ameriglo I-Dot Pro so it covered the bullseye at each distance. POA/POI seems fine with these sights, at least out to fifteen. I'll make a followup trip and use the other bay to bench it at 20 and 25. (IAC's pistol range is 50 feet and the rifle range is 75 feet.)

With the NAA Mini, it was time to try something spicier than the CCI Standard Velocity fodder. CCI Mini-Mag 34gr hollow points and Winchester Super-X Hyper-Velocity 40gr hollow points were ordered from Lucky Gunner.

My initial attempts were foiled by the fact that the schmutz on the laser lens was diffusing the beam enough that it was impossible to see on the target only nine feet away. I fired two cylinders each of the CCI and the Winchester trying to use the iron sights. Not only do the sights seem to be off, but they're hard to pick up since the rear sight is notional at best and the size and shape of the gun makes consistency in grip and trigger press very problematical.

I went and borrowed some paper towels and twisted one into a fine point, squirted it with Windex, and used it to clean the emitter lens more thoroughly.

Having cleaned the lens, I fired one more group each of the CCI and the Winchester, now using the laser to aim. These were fired one-handed, bringing the gun up to roughly eye-level, cocking it on the way, and firing as soon as I saw the dot in the desired spot. The top and bottom five shot groups with the laser are circled.

I don't think it's a stretch to say that the Laserlyte grip makes a big difference in shootability.

More shooting to follow.

Day Thirty-Two:

Woke up with the alarm at 0600. Back sore, but not as sore as sometimes. Washed a couple aspirin down with a Spicy Hot V8 and dragged the trash can and nine bags of leaves to the curb, then set off for my three laps.

Saw a new pedestrian, about a head shorter than me, blonde, alternating jogging and walking southbound with what looked to be an Australian shepherd mix.

Since I've only encountered her the once, she gets tentatively filed with the Pack of Speedwalking Ladies as "irregular", as opposed to regulars like Quiet Guy with Big Silent Snuffling Floofy Black Dog Off-Leash, Very Nice Obviously Gay Guy with Brace of Silky Terriers, or Dude With Glasses Getting Towed by Two Big Lunging Barky-Dogs.

Thursday, December 01, 2016

Yesterday at the range...

I took the Robar G17 to Indy Arms Company yesterday, along with the Glock 37, which I hadn't fired in a while.

The G17 has crossed the 3,000 round mark here, recently (3,091 to be specific), much of which has been with the Overwatch Precision TAC trigger and the last 500 rounds were using the ETS magazines. I'm about at the point where I'm comfortable with both the trigger and the mags now.

Both guns have Ameriglo CAP sights on them. I need to drift the 17's rear sight slightly to the right; it's visibly off-center.

The Glock 37 and I get along amazingly well. The logbook says that yesterday marks 2230 rounds through the gun. I love shooting the thing and it obviously likes me, too. If I had a holster for it, I'd likely put a Gadget on it and carry the thing, RCS Freya magwell and all.

Day Thirty-One:

Woke up ten minutes before the alarm. Instead of getting up like I should have, I lay awake in bed long enough to turn all the alarms off, and then promptly fell asleep for another forty-five minutes.

After this spectacular display of malingering, I got dressed and headed out the door, intending to take a casual amble around the block because I was sore. 37°F and a steady 20mph wind out of Minnesota had other plans.

1.01 miles in 17:06 at an average heart rate of 128bpm.

Hey, look!

I got a piece up over at NRA Family. Go check it out!

From Facebook discussion on the topic:
"If someone is walking directly towards me, it's important for me to realize that "Hey, can I get you to hold it right there?" at a reasonable distance is not being "rude" or "not nice", and that if they do not comply with this request to set a boundary, that fact is in itself telling me something about them."