Showing posts with label Para Gun Blogger Weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Para Gun Blogger Weekend. Show all posts

Friday, March 10, 2023

Offset


"Mechanical offset", "height-over-bore", whatever you want to call it, is a thing I'm more used to dealing with when using AR-pattern carbines at close ranges than when shooting pistols and revolvers.

Getting this T.O.R.O. dialed-in reminded me that the center of the optical sight is most of an inch above the axis of the bore, and given the wide range of velocities in .38 Special ammunition, it opened a whole 'nother can of worms.

The other sighting system on handguns that has this amount of offset from the bore is lasers...well, most of them, that is. They're usually slung below a flashlight on an accessory rail or perched out on a CTC Lasergrip, like the ones on the old Painted Ordnance "Gun Blog 9" here.


With Lasergrips I've come around to the solution of adjusting them so that the beam is parallel to the bore axis, such that the bullet's point of impact will be about a half inch left and an inch above the dot (on my J-frame) at anything out to something over 25 yards.

There's no real equivalent of that for a MRDS, though, as far as I know.

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Wednesday, February 06, 2013

Speaking of weird calibers...

I was nosing around over at Brownells for some gun parts, and checked on ammo while I was there. The situation was about what you'd expect; it looked like an Iowa cornfield after the locust swarm passed.

They were all out of Winchester White Box in handgun calibers... except for 9x23 Winchester. (Yes, I immediately went looking to see if they had any ramped 9x23 Commander barrels in stock.)

Friday, September 03, 2010

Sigh.

Now I have to clean guns.

Well, not really "have to", I guess, but I should. At least I feel like I should.

I mean, the Para gets cleaned every few months whether it needs it or not, but this makes probably 600+ rounds through the carbine (not counting rimfire) without anything more than squirting more lube on the bolt carrier group.

I should at least take them apart and wipe the excess cack off them.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Notes from class...

I took my carbine down to Tennessee to have the guys at CCA dial the new-to-me Aimpoint in before class. Joe got both the glass and the backup irons sighted in at fifty yards. Without thinking about it, I demonstrated the quick-change barrel feature on the MGI upper to a friend right after that. "Gee and gosh!" I thought to myself, "I hope that didn't screw up my zero for class!" Nope. The barrel held zero through being removed and reinstalled, just as advertised. Love it!

The class is "carbine & pistol", which means doing transition drills from shoulder gun to sidearm and vice-versa. One drill today involved engaging the target directly in front of you with body shots from your sidearm, holstering, and taking a head shot on the target of the shooter to your immediate right on the firing line with your carbine.

Observe the ballet of errors:

I'm using the Para LTC9, right? And mixed in the ammo can I'm using are a couple hundred rounds of CorBon 115gr 9mm that uses a stubby little Sierra JHP bullet with a blunt nose. For some reason, due to its short OAL and blunt prow, this is a load that the Para absolutely hates, and I figure I'll just burn as much of it up in this class as possible. I engage the target in front of me with one shot and malf! The slide doesn't return to battery because the short little round has nosed firmly into the feed ramp. I give the slide a pro forma yank, which just jams the round in tighter. Crud.

Now, this is all happening a lot faster than I'm typing this, and guns are blazing away on either side as I lock the side to the rear and rip out the mag in the gun, flinging it to the deck. My hand drops down, at first to the carbine mag in my hip pocket, but I realize my error before doing something monumentally stupid, like trying to stuff a 30-round carbine stick into my pistol, and my hand gathers up the correct mag. I feed the gun, run the slide and put two more into my target.

Now, I'm holstering the pistol just as everybody is finishing with their carbines so, in a hurry, I bring up my heater, park the red dot smack between the eyes of the target to my right, and stroke the trigger twice...

BZZZT!

While the red fiber optic front on the Para and the glowing red dot of the carbine's optic look a lot alike parked on the target, in all the excitement I'd forgotten something I damn well knew: At the range we were shooting, the carbine's dot needed to be placed just over 2" above where I wanted to hit. This wouldn't have been the end of the world if these had just been plain ol' straight-up silhouettes, but by this time, Louis has the targets tilted and turned every which way, and this target was tilted to my left about 45 degrees, like a dude leaning out from behind cover, and that red dot between the running lights translated into a pair of .223" holes in the blank paper just below his right ear.

So, a pretty good illustration of my brain fade under stress.

And this is why we go to gun school.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Readin', Ritin', Reloadin'.

It's hotter than the hinges of Hades here in Indiana in August, so what does that mean?

That's right, it's Louis Awerbuck time!

Seriously, last week it was in the 70's and 80's... not too humid... just gorgeous weather. Yesterday morning I wake up and the Weather Gnome on the TeeWee is saying "...and by Tuesday, we'll be back into the nineties..." and I start cursing at the televisor, yelling "How does it know? How does it know?!?" I'm beginning to think that the "A" in AGW doesn't stand for "Anthropogenic".

So, yeah, today is Day One of Carbine & Pistol, and I'm stoked.

And this time, I brought my own sunscreen. It's, like, SPF 100+, which means I can last 100 seconds in the sun before suffering painful burns over all my exposed skin. It kept me from cooking at the State Fair, at least.

This is the first time since the Todd Jarrett course at Blackwater that the Para Gun Blog 9 is going to get subjected to a class; and that's due to ammo considerations. As a starving artist, I've been hoarding my ammo carefully so that I'll have enough .45 for regular practice and Aim Fast, Hit Fast this October, so it's going to have to be the nine this week.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Color me dubious.

I know that ¡Blackhawk‼ (FTC Disclaimer: The ¡Blackhawk‼ Corporation has given this blogger a box of free swag approximately 1'x1'x2' in size, as well as let her ride on their rock star bus and watch war movies) makes some pretty decent gear, as well as being the world's third-largest consumer of exclamation points, after Bolivia and Third-Grade Book Reports. Their pouch-y vest-y tactical-y stuff is great, their MOD knives are top-shelf, their new clothing line is comfy and practical... However, I've just never gotten that... you know... "gotta have it" vibe from their plastic holsters.

Now, I have some plastic holsters for 1911s; the aforementioned ¡Blackhawk‼ unit that I use for when I remember to go bowling pin shooting, a G-Code paddle (FTC Disclaimer: The G-Code paddle came out of a big box of prototype holsters for free at a Thanksgiving shindig that this blogger attended along with the owner of G-Code some four years before she started blogging) that also sees use as a range holster, and a Safariland 6280 (FTC Disclaimer: The blogger is not entirely certain where the Safariland rig came from, nor is she quite sure why she has a tactical drop-thigh holster in the first place, as she needs one about like a hen needs a flag) so it's not like I'm totally opposed to the concept. In a completely unscientific "Gosh, this feels sturdy!" test, the Blackhawk CQC stuff seems to fall somewhere between regular type kydex holsters and the run-it-over-with-a-tank Safariland gear. Mind you, I haven't tried destroying my own holsters with a hammer or anything to find out which is actually the X-Tremest!, although I'll be happy to break someone else's gear in the name of science.

What I find interesting is the email I just got from ¡Blackhawk‼ announcing the "selection of the BLACKHAWK! SERPA retention holster system along with select accessory components for the Elite Warriors of the United States Joint Special Operations Community."

Maybe the elite warriors of JSOC aren't as tough on their gear as our local Hoosier gunbloggers?

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Overheard at the gun show...

Him: "That's a cool hat you got, there!"

Me: "Hmm?"

Him: "That hat. The Blackwater hat. It's cool. Where'dja get it?"

Me: "Blackwater."

Him: "Oh."


Actually, I didn't, because we spent so much time shooting that by the time we got done, the pro shop was closed. I know, I know... The things I have to suffer through... Anyway, roomie snagged me one from their online shop.

I love wearing it around Broad Ripple; it's like hippie kryptonite.

They always ask about it, too. So you tell them you went there. And enjoyed it. And want to go back... They look at you like you just told them that you went to Hell for spring break and it was so awesome because you got Satan's autograph and everything.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Incidentally...

The Para LTC 9mm continues to function fine. I hadn't cleaned or lubed it after its last range session, and ran another six magazines (48rds, mixed 124gr Speer Lawman and 115gr PMC Bronze) through the gun with no issues yesterday. The factory adjustable sights have held zero despite banging around in the range bag.

I haven't tried it with any mags other than the four factory 9mm Para mags I have. I need to get some Wilsons and/or Metalforms to try at some point.

The verdammt FLGR is still in it because I have been too lazy to sit down with a stone and trim the head on the stubby Ed Brown unit I purchased.

As it stands, the gun's role in life is apparently going to be that of providing increased 1911 trigger time at less cost than my .45ACP, but with a more realistic manual of arms, blast, and recoil than my .22 conversion units. (The Ciener does not lock back on an empty mag, and an alloy 9mm Commander has about the same jump in the hand as a steel 5" gun.) So, figuring 50-100 rds/week, that's a leisurely 2500-3000rd/yr duty cycle, which even an aluminum framed Commander should have no problems standing up to.

I'm happy with it so far.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

A trick of light and angle...

Joe says the March '09 ParaUSA pinup is nonfunctional.

Me?

I'm not so sure it's not just the camera angle. It can be hard to tell if the thumb safety is ground for clearance looking from above...



(Ooh, look at my thumbnail! Can you tell we're cleaning guns this AM?)



UPDATE FOR JOE:

I'm not discounting what he's saying, because he could be right; I just think it's hard to tell for sure from the angle in the photo...

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

More Para notes...

I really dislike the grasping grooves ParaUSA is using on their slides these days. I know that one way to be visually distinctive in a market full of people making nearly identical guns is to go with a different style of cocking serrations, but the ones Para picked definitely emphasize style over substance.

They appear to have been cut with a ball end mill, and have a wide, shallow, semicircular profile that leaves none-too-sharp ridges between the grooves. Slather this with teflon paint, and you have a recipe for slipped grasps with dry hands. And a slipped cocking grasp on a pistol sporting a big BoMar-esque target style rear sight equals a trip to the first-aid kit for a band-aid.

Incidentally, somewhere between Blackwater and Roseholme Cottage, the LTC 9 also sprouted an ambi thumb safety. While the thought was nice, the CTC Lasergrips make it nearly impossible to re-apply the safety using the left thumb.

Friday, November 14, 2008

I am typing this one-handed...

...because the Gun Blog 9 is finally in my other hand.

I are stoked.

Shooty goodness happens tomorrow morning, and I don't care how cold or rainy it's supposed to be.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Anticipation...

A little birdie has informed me that there should be a package from ParaUSA waiting for me at my fave little gun shop today.

(Incidentally, you may want to give them a call if you're looking for EBRs. Last time I was in there right before the election, they had a good stock of ARs and stripped lowers, and they're a small shop that is off the beaten path. They also had a nice collection of reasonably priced consignment guns from a collection, including prewar S&W and Colt revolvers, an '03 and a Trapdoor, a very early Winchester '94, etc...)

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Awesome!

I have apparently been trained at Shadow Army Headquarters!

I was counting the factual errors, but ran out of fingers at about the two-minute mark and couldn't get my 5.11 Tactical boots off in time to catch up.

Ah, well... In Nu-Perfect America, perception is reality, right?

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Better shooting through chemistry.

Grip the gun twenty percent tighter!

I can still hear Todd Jarrett’s voice saying it clearly, not muffled like I heard it on the square range in North Carolina, because I’d neglected to bring my Peltor Tac 6 active hearing protection on the Blackwater trip. (Who knew those AA batteries would still be good three years later?)

I didn’t cover myself in glory at Blackwater. Oh, I was solidly a mid-pack shooter, and nobody had to worry about me suddenly displaying inept gun-handling skills; safety is well and truly ingrained in my reptilian hindbrain. But my shooting wasn’t up to what I knew I could do.

My trigger finger was doing the right thing, and I had a crisp, clear picture of the front sight, and I was sure I wasn’t flinching, but…

Grip the gun twenty percent tighter!

Jeez, Todd, I’m already gripping the thing harder than I ever would in any target discipline like bullseye or silhouette, and I’m still dropping shots at speed here. What do you want me to do? Crush it?

Fast forward to about a week ago. I was re-reading The Gun Digest Book of Combat Handgunnery, 5th Edition, by Massad Ayoob, because I remembered it being pretty inclusive and non-doctrinaire and a good shooting primer; I thought I remembered it as having a lot of basic practical shooting advice to help my roommate for the upcoming bowling pin match.

In Chapter Four, Ayoob discussed the “crush grip” for combat shooting, and mentioned that gripping the heck out of the gun with the non-trigger fingers of the strong hand prevented them squeezing sympathetically with the trigger finger when shooting at speed. (If they were already squeezing as hard as they could, it was hard for them to tighten any more.) It was like a little light went on over my head; like some weird chemistry; spoken hydrogen and written oxygen combining to make shooting water...

Grip the gun twenty percent tighter!

Last Saturday at the range I put it into practice. Shooting the Pro for the first time in months, I squeezed heck out of the grip with everything but the trigger finger, concentrated on the front sight, and…. BANG! The .45 bullet blew the “-0” right out of the center of the target. w00t! BANG! BANG!BANG! BANGBANGBANG! A big, ragged hole appeared around the first perforation. I was on fire!

I tried my Colt 1903, with the same result. Four different S&W wheelguns, in .22 and .38: No change. Back to the 1911, this time on a bowling pin silhouette and… Huzzah! I was dialed in!

Something I’d heard mixed with something I’d read and became something I knew. And it worked!

I can’t wait to try it on those nefarious bowling pins Saturday morning…

w00t!

According to my email box, I'll be able to pick up the Gun Blog 9 tomorrow! :)

Mad props to the guys at Beech Grove Firearms for not call-blocking my number at any point in this saga.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Rock and Roll High School...

I'm assuming y'all have seen the two groovy video montages from the Blackwater trip? Joe Huffman's totally awesome montage is here. JR did a club mix video, as it were, to Slipknot's "Duality", which doesn't sound quite the same unless it's reverberating off linoleum and plate glass at taxiing 747 volume, all at an hour to annoy sleeping birds.

You'll note in the videos that I brought my best selection of total poser t-shirts: National Forensics Academy, Department of Energy SRT, and Boone County, Indiana SRT. The National Forensics Academy one is totally my favorite, because it says "The Harvard of Hellish Violence" on the back and has a big ol' skull on the front. This is guaranteed to get you rapid service in most restaurants in the hopes that you will eat fast and leave. The DOE guys used to be regulars at CCA and would occasionally bring t-shirts if they had some to spare. My tour guide to Hoosier Shooty Goodness hooked me up with the Boone Co. one, where Sheriff Ken Campbell runs probably the only program in the nation that schedules big-name instructors on the county ranges for plain ol' everyday folks.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

See the dot. Be the dot. Shoot the dot.

Todd Jarrett had a mission. He wanted to convince me that the Crimson Trace Laser Grips were not only a useful gizmo on a handgun, but also the handiest training aid since the invention of the snap cap.


He failed.

Full disclosure time: About five years ago, I was very active on the gun boards. I think the forum in question was The Firing Line, but it may have been The High Road during the TFL hiatus. Somebody asked about Laser Grips in the revolver forum, and I replied…

I called lasers a gimmick. I decried them as being detrimental to basic marksmanship. Most of all, I pooh-poohed the very idea of a battery-operated gizmo on a carry gun.

Crimson Trace apparently has always had a very forward-thinking marketing department. Even half a decade ago, they had folks stalking the internet forums to answer questions, and I quickly received a Private Message.

Hey,” it basically read, “you’re obviously a pretty knowledgeable shooter. You have a lot of posts; you’re on staff; people listen to what you say. Have you given CTC Laser Grips a fair try?” He offered to send me a pair for my backup J-frame on the condition that I give them a fair shake and report my findings, for good or ill, but honestly. “…and don’t just try on your indoor range; try them in low light. Try them on the move. Try them against multiple targets.

Sure enough, a package arrived in the mail with a refurbished set of the now-discontinued hard plastic grips with approximately the same contour as the famous J-frame “Boot Grips”. It also contained some propaganda literature and videos and, I was relieved to note, a spare set of batteries. I lost no time attaching them to the .38 Special S&W 442 I was currently packing.

I loaded up a bunch of the primer-powered CCI-Speer plastic training ammo, set up some IPSC targets in my living room, turned out most of the lights and, much to the chagrin of my cats, went to work.

Wow! Even cold, never having used the Laser Grips before, the difference was night and day. Drawing from concealment on the random signal of a timer, your eyes are on the A-zone of that first target. Especially when the gun is coming out of a pocket or purse, it’s hard to do that perfect IPSC presentation; no worries with the Laser Grips. As that dot tracks onto the A-zone, you start shooting, and the dot tracks your eyes onto the next target. Even if the batteries crap out, you still have your irons to fall back on, but picking up the first target is just amazingly faster. It’s like the difference between using iron sights and a red dot on a carbine; your eye doesn’t have to juggle multiple points of reference, and target fixation actually works in your favor.

But from where I sat, that was only a side bonus. At the time, I was working hard to master the double-action revolver trigger, and there is no better aid for diagnosing problems with grip and trigger squeeze than a laser. At the time, I was doing fifty rapid dry snaps a night with both hands and then, trigger finger wobbly with exhaustion, doing rigorous dry-fire practice, trying to keep my sights from wavering through the trigger pull. You can fudge your dry practice with irons, but that red dot don’t lie. Heeling the gun? Too much trigger finger? Not enough? The sudden lurch of the dot off target will let you know. I’d still be fumbling in the dark without the instant feedback the laser gave me. When Todd said he wasted his first million rounds of practice before using a laser, he probably wasn’t exaggerating as much as you’d think.

Is it a cure-all? Heck, no. You still need to know how to use your sights. The laser is an adjunct, not a substitute for basic marksmanship skills. But when even Jim Cirillo, who killed more bad guys than Cecil B. DeMille, said that a laser is a worthwhile addition to a fighting gun, I tend to sit up and take notice. (Incidentally, you may ask why I prefer the Crimson Trace grips over a LaserMax guide rod or a rail-mounted laser. The answer is that the CTC grips don’t require a separate switch to turn them on; the button is right there on the grip and doesn’t require an additional fine motor skill to activate.)

So when Todd Jarrett set out to convince me of the utility of Crimson Trace grips he failed. He failed because you can’t convert the already converted.

Oh, and about my worries about battery life? Well, it’s a good thing Crimson Trace sent me those spare batteries five years ago. That way when the set in my grips (which are on their second gun) finally go dead, I’ll have replacements handy, and won’t have to drive four blocks to the drug store to get more…

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

ParaUSA LTC 9 after-action report.


In 1950, Colt introduced a version of their Government Model with an alloy frame and a shortened, 4.25” barrel. Dubbed the “Commander”, it became a favorite of many who toted a pistol concealed on their day-to-day rounds, both for its more compact dimensions as well as the eleven or so ounces that the aluminum construction shaved off the avoirdupois of its bigger forebear. Many also swore that it balanced and pointed better in the hand, and some even claimed that the shorter tube made for a faster draw, although the latter rationale is dubious at best.

As relentless mismanagement drove Colt into an ever-decreasing market share, the two biggest players in the 1911 market, Kimber and Springfield Armory, introduced their own variations on the Commander. Although generally aping the original Colt product, the Kimber “Pro” and Springfield “Champion” used barrels an even four inches long, which caused grumbling among the purists. A quarter inch may not sound like much, but it did alter the lines of the gun, and not for the better; a Commander can be told from its early imitators at a glance.

Shortly after Para Ordnance made a splash by announcing that they were entering the single-stack 1911 market a few years back, they made an even bigger splash by announcing that they, too, were entering the Commander look-alike field with a new entry. To the delight of purists everywhere, and in a not-so-subtle dig at the aforementioned Kimber and Springfield, Para’s gun was dubbed the “LTC”. LTC is, of course, Armyspeak for “Lieutenant Colonel”, officer pay grade O-5, the equivalent rank to a Navy Commander: Para’s gun sported a “true Commander” 4.25” barrel length. It had the classic lines.

My friend Marko got one of the early LTC’s and played with it for a while, having a generally positive ownership experience and no complaints over feeding or function. He took a bit of ribbing from our gunsmith over the bake-on finish (Painted Ordnance), but as both my heavy rotation CCW 1911s at the time sported paint jobs, I couldn’t exactly tease him over it.

The original Colt Commander was available in 9mm, in addition to the more traditional .45ACP and .38 Super, and this year the newly renamed ParaUSA is releasing their LTC in the popular 9x19mm caliber as well. In a world where metals prices have .45ACP ammo boxes coming with attached credit apps, this is a good and practical thing. However…

Compared to the traditional calibers, 9mm Commanders did not have a stellar reputation for reliability, and so when Para announced that one of their choices for the upcoming blogger weekend was the LTC 9, I cynically picked it. I would be lying if I said I didn’t think that I would have plenty of opportunity to practice malfunction drills at Blackwater. When I found we were to be using frangible ammo, my heart sank even more. To my gun snob mindset, 9mm Para Commander + Frangible Ammo = One Long Weekend of Suck.

Boy, was I wrong.

On the first drills, my gun didn’t lock back on the empty mag. Although not a super-critical thing and one I’ve seen on tight new guns from every manufacturer under the sun, I mentioned this to our host, and he handed me a second one. After that? Not. One. Hiccup. By day two, the gun was so filthy that you could have planted crops on the feed ramp and was drier than a Temperance convention and still it kept gobbling up frangible ammo and spitting it out like the well-oiled machine it no longer was.

Para's nine uses their "PXT" Power Extractor. Similar in concept to the Aftec unit, it replaces the single piece, self-sprung conventional 1911 extractor with a multi-part internal pivoting extractor. Unlike the Aftec, the PXT uses a large extractor tunnel, which means that not only can the parts be made beefier, but it can use an extractor claw that is noticeably larger than the standard 1911 unit, which should provide better extraction. Also, Paras use a plunger tube that is integral to the frame, preventing the possibility of a badly-staked plunger tube from ruining your day. This fault is not as common as the intarw3bz and gun counter gossip could lead you to believe, but it's just not possible on a Para.

Quibbles? Sure; I’m a gun snob and no machine is perfect. The trigger was heavier than I like, but of my three 1911-type pistols, my Springer Pro has the heaviest trigger at 4.5#. I didn’t have weights with me, but I’d guess the “Gun Blog 9” LTC they handed me probably broke somewhere closer to six than four. Nothing I couldn’t fix with thirty minutes and a stone, and saying that the trigger isn’t as good as my heavily-massaged custom guns is praising with faint damns.

The special pistol was outfitted with Para’s adjustable rear sights of a BoMar pattern (fauxMars, if you will,) and a fiber optic front. These give a phenomenal, fast-to-acquire sight picture, but their sharp, sure-snag corners make as much sense on an alloy-frame 4.25” carry gun as a kickstand on a tank. Again, a couple minutes with a stone and some Aluma-Black will fix the most annoying part of this.

Lastly, the gun had a full-length guide rod. I cordially detest the FLGR as an abomination before God and John Moses Browning (pbuh). If God had wanted us to have full-length guide rods, we would have evolved opposable bushing wrenches on our right hands with which to disassemble our firearms.

But these are minor complaints, and mostly stylistic. The gun ran like Jesse Owens and shot like a house afire, and if you can think of another thing you need a gun to do, your world is more complicated than mine.

The acid test? Well, if I have to sell a kidney or get a paper route to do it, I am buying this gun. I may be a starving artist, but even a starving artist knows the value of a dead reliable, deadeye accurate pistol when she sees one.

You know you want to...

Listen to Gun Nuts: The Next Generation tonight at 11PM EDT, that is.

It'll be 15 minutes longer than usual (IOW, a whole hour) and chock full of the good, the bad, and the homely from the Gun Blogger Summer Camp this past weekend. If you want the dirt on Para, Blackwater, how useful a laser is in a shoot house, and whether Robb Allen snores or not, don't miss out.