Rendezvous

Sounds romantic, doesn’t it? Well, it will be for me this year because my wife will be going with me. (She gets to gamble while I do gunnie stuff, but still…)

Fodder of Ride Fast and Shoot Straight has created a countdown clock that was so cool I had to steal it:

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Reno, Nevada October 9-12, 2008 at the Circus Circus Hotel
The third annual Gun Blogger Rendezvous is coming up fast.
Here’s the list of committed attendees (I made my reservations last week):

KeeWee, from KeeWee’s Corner

Phil & David, from Random Nuclear Strikes

US Citizen, from Traction Control

Ride Fast & the Commandress, from Ride Fast – Shoot Straight

Mr. & Mrs. JimmyB, the Conservative UAW Guy

Lou from Mad Gun

Dirt Crashr, from Anthroblogogy

Chris & Mel Byrne, from The Anarchangel

Uncle, From Say Uncle

Larry Weeks, from Brownell’s

Mr. Completely himself

Ashley Varner
and Glen Caroline from the NRA (second year in a row!)
The interested but not yet committed:

Sebastian, from Snowflakes in Hell
(Not Bitter, though)

Countertop, from Countertop Chronicles

Ahab, from Call Me Ahab (And hopefully Mrs. Ahab?)

Stickwick Stapers, from Carnaby Fudge (And hopefully her hubby as well.)

Joe Huffman, from The View from North Central Idaho (And Barb?)

Retired Geezer & Mrs. Geezer, from Blog Idaho

Mr. & Mrs. BillH, from Free in Idaho

Murdoc, From Murdoc Online 
We will again be fundraising for Project VALOR-IT, and spending a pleasant Saturday at the excellent Palomino Valley Gun Club where you will get a chance to shoot a variety of ordnance belonging to the array of gunnies attending. I’ll be bringing by M1 Carbine and my M1 Garand, and probably the Remington 5R, along with a pistol or six. Hell, this year I might bring my XP-100. US Citizen promises to bring his new Hyundai Barrett M82 with the cybernetic telescopic sight and more than the measly five rounds of .50BMG he brought last year. Much blasty goodness! And the rest of the time when you’re not in the hospitality room talking with the people you normally only get to exchange pixels with, you can shop, eat, sleep, eat, gamble, eat, watch the circus acts, eat, see the cars, eat, and (if you’re not too stuffed) perhaps get romantic?

C’mon, join us! It’s a lot of fun. Room reservation information (and some pictures from last year) is here. Come celebrate the Heller decision, and listen to a couple of us wax eloquent about our trip to Blackwater!

2008 is Turning Out to be a Busy Year

First, in May I got to celebrate TSM‘s fifth blogiversary by going to Louisville to attend the NRA convention/2nd Amendment Blog Bash. As a result of that, in August I get to go to Blackwater in North Carolina and shoot Para-USA‘s pistols and ammunition. Then in October I’m off to Reno for the third annual Gunblogger’s Rendezvous!

Now, y’all are planning to attend GBRIII, aren’t you? It’s time to make your reservations and travel arrangements! You never know which airline might be going out of business next! I’m driving, but I made my hotel reservations this evening and I’ve got my check for the pizza dinner all made out and ready to mail.

C’mon, Reno in October is beautiful! Come hobnob, gnosh and imbibe with with us! Throw some rounds downrange on Saturday! Shoot other people’s ordnance! It’s a great weekend!

GBR III Dates Set!.

Mr. Completely informs us via email that the dates for the third annual Gunblogger’s Rendezvous are now set – October 9, 10, & 11, 2008. This year’s meet will be a little different with no Saturday night banquet. Instead, we’ll have a pizza buffet in the hospitality room, which is just fine by me. The hospitality room will, in fact, be open each night INCLUDING Sunday, for those staying over and traveling on Monday. Now that I’ve made the Tucson/Reno run in one fifteen-hour stretch, I may stay all four nights.

Bleg for a Good Cause

Back on Memorial Day I put up a list of worthy charities and invited you to contribute to whatever charity met your particular criteria. I chose Soldier’s Angels, based on what I’d heard and read about them. I’m glad I did.

The guest of honor at this year’s Gunblogger’s Rendezvous was Maj. Chuck Ziegenfuss. Major (then Capt.) Ziegenfuss was commander of Charlie Company, 2nd Battalion, 34th Armor in Iraq when he was the victim of an IED in June of 2005. The Major was also a blogger, and still is, running From My Position… On the Way!, so many of us knew about his story, but not much of the details. After our dinner, Maj. Ziegenfuss gave us those details of his experience of being essentially blown to pieces by a buried 80mm mortar round, the reaction of his men, the trip home, and the ongoing recovery from his injuries. I am not going to relate it here, because that’s not what this post is about.

This post is about Soldier’s Angels and Project Valour-IT.

When Chuck woke up in Walter Reed, a woman was in his room, a woman that was not his wife. A woman that he didn’t know. That woman was Kathleen Bair, a Soldier’s Angels volunteer who made sure that someone was with him when he woke up, and that someone stayed with him until his wife could arrive. Kathleen did anything she was asked within the realm of possibility – no forms to fill out, no red tape, no idiotic questions. When Chuck said that he’d like to have a laptop so he could continue blogging, Kathleen called him from her home that night. She was on eBay, bidding on a used laptop. Would the unit she was bidding on meet his needs?

As Chuck explained, he was loaded to the eyeballs on painkillers at the time. Anything sounded fine. As it turned out, the laptop was fine. It was Chuck that out of spec. As he explained it, the explosion had mangled his left hand, severing his pinky finger and damaging nerves. His right hand had been shielded from the blast, mostly, by his M4 carbine, but that thumb had been blown off and lodged in his thigh. The reattachment surgery had gone well, but he had only one functioning finger at the time. This brought “hunt and peck” to an entirely new level.

Chuck knew about Dragon Naturally Speaking speech-recognition software, and asked his readers – slowly and painstakingly – for a copy. He got one overnight via his Amazon.com wishlist. A few minutes spent loading and then “training” the software to his voice, and he was high-speed, low-drag blogging again.

As he explained during is talk to us, that’s when inspiration struck. How many people actually write anymore? During WWII, Korea, even Vietnam, “candy-stripers” or Red Cross volunteers used to go around VA hospitals to write letters for wounded soldiers by dictation. Not any more. And when was the last time a soldier actually wrote a letter on paper? The media was electronic now. Email, instant-messaging, blogging, chatrooms, bulletin boards were all the ways the modern soldier communicated with friends and family. Something else Chuck noticed: when he was online, either reading or writing, he tended not to notice the pain of his injuries. He even asked to have the level of his medication reduced so that it didn’t affect his mental state as much.

There is, he explained, a fine line between “enough” pain meds and “too much.” Too much medication does keep the patient comfortable, but it slows the healing process. Too little medication leaves the patient in such pain that again, healing is slowed. But when all you have to do is lay in bed and watch four channels of bad TV or read a six-month old magazine for the fifth time, your pain tends to occupy your thoughts.

But not when your mind is engaged in something interesting.

Chuck’s epiphany was that there must be other soldiers – many of them – injured like he was who could use a laptop with speech-recognition software to access the internet. He discussed it with Kathleen Bair and another blogger he corresponded with, and Project Valour-IT was born as a subsidiary of Soldier’s Angels. The project recently gave out its 2,000th laptop. Through the donations of just the few of us who came to the Rendezvous, we collected enough money to provide another laptop for an injured soldier.

So here’s the deal: Last year a competition was put on to raise money for this very worthy cause. Money was raised in the name of each of the branches of the armed forces, though the money all goes in the same pot, and it makes no difference which branch a wounded soldier belongs to when it comes to receiving a laptop. It’s strictly for bragging rights.

The competition for this year is now open. The target for each branch is $60k, and the first one to meet it, wins.

(BTW, the Navy won last year.)

Project Valour-IT isn’t going to get a $1.4m windfall from Rush Limbaugh, and I doubt seriously Harry Reid will try to polish his reputation by being a donor, but I’m asking my readers to pony up whatever they can spare. This is a tax-deductible donation to a cause you know is good, and to a cause where 70% of the money you give isn’t used to cover “overhead.”

Since I got back from the Rendezvous I put up a Soldier’s Angels link on the sidebar. Tonight I’m adding a Project Valour-IT link as well.

If you support the troops, please help support these troops.

UPDATE: Excellent post on the fundraiser competition at Argghhh!

GBR-II – The Range Trip.

Saturday was the busy day for attendees of the Rendezvous. The plan was to meet at the hospitality room about 7:30 AM and go as a group for breakfast, then reassemble at the room to pick up any stragglers about 8:30. Unfortunately the breakfast buffet didn’t open until 8:00 AM (and a little late at that) so we didn’t get out of the hotel until after 9:00. DirtCrashr rode with me, and at about 10:00AM I think we were the first of our convoy to get to the range; the Washoe County Shooting Facility, home of the Palomino Valley Gun Club. It’s a very nice facility, with many covered shooting positions and target stand holders out to about 250 yards, then steel gongs at 300, 400, 500, 600, and 950 yards.

Let me tell you, 950 yards is WAY out there. But more on that later.

The sky was cloudless, the temperature cool but not uncomfortably so, and the breeze was light to medium – not like the gusts we had last year. DirtCrashr and I waited for some of the other vehicles to show up, and then we started checking in with the rangemasters. Being the asocial cuss I am, I picked a bench to the left of the RO office, and DirtCrashr set up beside me. Everyone else went right. (I wonder if that indicates anything?) Some time was spent unpacking and setting up. The range was already well attended by the locals, so we had to wait for a cease-fire before heading out and setting up our targets. SayUncle had the Ko-tonics 6.8SPC upper out and ready, so I volunteered to be the first to put some rounds through it. I put it on my A2 lower, and settled in to see what it would do. Uncle said he’d lined up the EOTech with the irons, but apparently they were both way off. My first 10-shot string didn’t strike paper at 100 yards as far as I could tell, so I ended up taking aim at a small brown bush near the top of the 250 yard berm.

It was hitting WAY low, so I adjusted the sight until I was kicking up a lot of dust around the bush, and then went back to paper. My initial impression of the 6.8 was that I was definitely pulling the trigger on something more substantial than a .223, but it was by no means a hard kicker – considerably gentler than a 7.62×39 out of an AK IMO. I probably put 40 rounds through it in that first session, but really didn’t note any exceptional accuracy. It just functioned flawlessly. I figured I’d let some others have their fun, so after Uncle shot it a bit, I took my lower back and Uncle installed his, which remained on the gun the rest of the day as far as I know.

I returned to my bench and did a little pistol shooting with my three Kimbers, my .45LC Mountain Gun, and my Winchester ’94 nineteenth century high-capacity assault rifle. Several people wandered by and tried a gun or two, and I shot DirtCrashr’s 1903 Colt. Double-action it was surprisingly comfortable and amazingly accurate with me behind the bang-switch, shooting Black Hills Cowboy loads. Usually I’m useless shooting a revolver double-action. After putting a few pistol magazines downrange, and a couple of cease-fires, I wandered back down to where everyone else was shooting. Chris Byrne let me shoot his super-custom 10mm 1911. Let me say, that’s the single heaviest 1911 I have ever held, and it absorbs the recoil of the 10mm cartridge very nicely.

Quote of the day, however, hast to go to Fodder, of Ride Fast, Shoot Straight. During one of the cease-fires he was sitting on a bench loading a 30-round stick magazine for his 1927 Thompson. He looked at me and said “I believe you need to empty this magazine.” So I did. This was my first chance to actually handle a Thompson. My impression: that thing is built like a bank vault – and weighs every bit as much as one. The receiver appears to be milled out of a steel 2×4, and the material removal is minimal. If you ran out of ammo it would be unbeatable as a bludgeon, and still be perfectly functional afterward. The thing that surprised me the most was that the buttstock was so long. I normally like about a 14″ length of pull on a rifle. This thing felt at least 2″ too long. I put 28 rounds through it, and was nearly shaking when I finally had a failure-to-fire. I used to wonder why GIs would willingly give up the Thompson for the punched-tin and gum-wrapper M3 Grease Gun – now I know. The Grease Gun doesn’t weigh 11 pounds unloaded. The Thompson is a nice piece, but I can see a need for high-strength unobtanium alloys there.

I decided I needed to shoot something that held itself up, so I got my target AR out and started whacking the steel targets, starting with the 400 yard gongs. After that got monotonous, I switched to the 500 and then 600 yard targets. Unfortunately, the 600 yard target didn’t give much of a “thump” for feedback, but I’m sure I was hitting it regularly. Then I thought to wander down and try the Ko-tonics again, but in the mean time, USCitizen had set up his big .50 cal tank-buster, so I watched as various people touched off one of the six rounds he’d brought with him. I wimped out declined.

It was interesting watching stuff blow off the benches to either side. Since no one else was shooting it, I went back to the Ko-tonics upper, now on Uncle’s lower, and decided to see if I could hit steel using a 1x optical sight. Previously the various shooters had been punching paper at 200, so I dialed up the elevation and started shooting what I thought was the 300 yard gong, but turned out to be the 400 yard one, or so my spotters told me. At that range a 12″ square subtends only three minutes of angle. The red center dot on the EOTech subtends 1 MOA. Amazingly, my by-guess sight adjustment put me dead on the target. If I could keep the dot on the steel, I hit it.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is damned good accuracy. At a guess, I’d say the Ko-tonics upper shooting any of the Silver State factory loads (hollowpoint, softpoint, or FMJ) is at most a 2MOA rifle at 400 yards, rapid-fire, and that’s out of a lightweight 16″ barrel. I’m impressed.

Ah, but the most impressive rifle was yet to come! Joe Huffman’s Remington 700 in .300 Winchester Magnum, with a H-S Precision stock, Krieger 1:11″ twist barrel and a scope with ALL the bells and whistles is BADASS! Plus Joe has an HP calculator to do his ballistic number-crunching on. Gotta have the geek factor! I hadn’t shot a .300 Mag before, so when Joe invited me to try it out, I started on the 600 yard gong. Joe consulted his calculator, cranked down the elevation, and I sat down behind nirvana. After three rounds on the target, I told Joe I wanted to go for the 950 yard plate.

Once again, Joe consulted his calculator and dialed up the range. I sat down behind the rifle…

And couldn’t find the damned target! It was so far away, I couldn’t see it with my eyeballs! Finally Joe had to locate it in his spotting scope so I knew where to look. After dialing the rifle scope back to 4X I finally found it, then I dialed it back up to 14X so I could SEE it. My first round was low, so Joe dialed in a bit more elevation, but after that I don’t think I missed more than once.

This thing is a God-switch. Put the crosshairs on the target, touch the trigger, and HIT! Soda cans at 500 yards? Child’s play!

I gotta build one of these!

Floating back to my bench after that ego-boost, I did a little shooting with DirtCrashr’s 1911, and then tried his 1898 Krag. For a little return to reality, it took me two full magazines before I was able to hit the 300 yard gong with that rifle. Once.

Finally, about 3:00 all of us were pretty worn out. Even the locals had mostly gone home. The banquet was at 6:00, so we packed it in, and headed back for the hotel. It was a great day at the range.

GBR-II

If you missed this year’s Gunblogger’s Rendezvous (and most of you did), you missed a great time with a bunch of great people. Once again, Mr. Completely went out of his way to set up the meet, and his work was greatly appreciated. Overall, turnout was lower than last year. We had a few people pull out near the last minute, but a few new faces showed up, too. Sebastian of Snowflakes in Hell, DirtCrashr from Anthroblogogy and Rob of The Kitchen came, and industry supporter Brownells not only sent door prizes, they sent us a representative who was with us for the entire meet! Larry Weeks is a cool guy, and I’m not saying that just because he’s shipping me a deluxe range bag for free, either! The pièce de résistance of this year’s Rendezvous was an official visit from the apex of the Triangle of Death NRA. Specifically, Glen Caroline (Director, Grassroots Division) and Ashley Varner (Media Liaison). Granted, they were in town for not one but two other functions, but they knew about us and took considerable time out of their schedule to visit us, and that’s nothing to sneeze at.

I arrived in Reno in the early afternoon Thursday and got checked in. Last year hardly anyone showed up early Thursday, but this year the first day turnout was better than half. That evening was, for most of us, spent sitting in the hospitality room eating pizza and swapping stories. Some of our group did a little gambling, and SayUncle and Sebastian managed to weasel dinner out of the NRA (not exactly a wheelbarrow full of cash, but better than nothing.) Most of the group met Friday morning for breakfast, but I slept in, anticipating a late night. At 2:00 PM we all met back at the hospitality room for our meeting with the NRA, followed by “show-n-tell.”

The NRA meeting was… interesting. Glen Caroline’s job is to motivate the grassroots (that’s us, and you, too) to be more active, to write our elected representatives, letters to the editor, to recruit, to basically be part of the voice of the defenders of the right to arms – not just $35 annual contributors. Ashley Varner’s job is to be a public face for the NRA and gun owners. As she described, showing up at a gun control debate, watching her opponent’s reaction to the sudden realization that he has to defend the position that taking a gun away from a petite, attractive, blond young woman who otherwise could not defend herself against a rapist is somehow “protecting” her – and that he has to do it on television – is very rewarding!

Glen asked most of the questions and received most of the abuse commentary. What I took from the meeting was that the NRA has a large problem with perception – both in how the outside world views it (those of us who support the NRA and those who don’t, or actively oppose it) and how the NRA views the outside world (many of us who are members, and the 20x more gun owners who are not). While the NRA is the 800lb gorilla in the gun rights world, many people see their actions as too compromising. A lot of this can be explained (but the NRA doesn’t seem to bother) as the demands of pragmatism. Unfortunately, some of it appears to be stupidity, or even worse, elitism. I brought up Parker v. D.C. and the NRA’s response, Seegars v. Ashcroft, plus the NRA’s misguided effort to combine the cases. I don’t know how Glen took it, but there seemed to be a general agreement around the room that this gave the NRA a very big black eye in amongst the People of the Gun. It certainly did with me. Others mentioned the word “Zumbo” as a verb. The topic of, if not outreach to at least a reduction of blatant hostility toward the more liberal-leaning gun owners was also raised and discussed. Believe it or not, there really are a lot of liberal gun owners who avoid the NRA like the plague because it is (I think rightly) perceived as a bastion of conservatism. Perhaps it shouldn’t be; at least not as much. What we’re trying to defend is the right to arms. Regardless of your position on any other topic, we should all share that one.

On the positive side, we recommended that the NRA be more visible at local ranges, especially in their efforts and contributions towards range improvement and legal defense, and we recommended that someone with an official NRA voice take a more active part at message boards like The High Road and AR15.com. We asked them to see if the ILA could do anything about restoring funding to the Civilian Marksmanship Program and overturn the ban on military surplus ammunition sales – and if so, to toot their horn about it. We asked them to once again emphasize the abuses of the BATFE, and possibly get some congressional hearings on the topic. We’re losing too many FFLs for arbitrary paperwork “violations” and people need to know about it. We also asked about restoration of rights, though we did acknowledge that this would be a very difficult task.

Then it was show-n-tell time! Larry Weeks brought out some AR-15 magazines and informed us that Brownells was now in the business of manufacturing them for the U.S. military, under contract, in both 20- and 30-round versions. He went through the difficulties they had in finding an injection molding contractor who could make the magazine follower that met the very strict dimensional tolerances required, and the difficulty in securing approval and acceptance from the military, but the product is available and is absolutely mil-spec. Of course, we AR owners glommed on to this immediately. Will Brownell’s be making 5- and 10-round versions? What about magazines for other calibers? Finish options? Followers alone? Springs? Rebuild kits? Etc., etc., etc. Let’s just say that Larry will be taking a lot of notes back to the office with him. He shut us up with a stack of swag; t-shirts, gun oil, and other stuff. Very cool.

Edited to add: Larry informed us that a new, much-improved Brownells website will be hitting the intra-tubes first quarter of 2008, after the first complaint about the site was voiced 0.0137 milliseconds after he finished speaking about the AR magazines. They’re aware, and they’re on top of it.

I did a little demo of my Kimber Classic with a Cylinder & Slide Safety Fast Shooting System hammer kit installed, and I brought my copy of the coffee table photo book Armed America: Portraits of Gun Owners in Their Homes for everyone to peruse.

Next up, Uncle showed us the Ko-tonics 6.8SPC upper he’d brought, provided by the manufacturer for us to test. As Uncle put it, “This thing is a piece of sex!” Well, a little too angular and too many sharp edges for me, but I understood what he was saying. It was damned nice looking, and well put together. It had flip-up iron sights fore and aft, but Uncle had put one of his EOTech holographic sights on it. It looked right at home. And it fit nicely on my A2 lower, too! In order for us to be able to shoot it, Ko-tonics had 400 rounds of premium Silver State Armory ammunition – a mix of hollowpoint, softpoint, and FMJ rounds – shipped to the hotel, free of charge. Everybody was going to get a chance to shoot it!

USCitizen from Traction Control pulled out his goodies, a .50BMG single-shot upper for an AR that looked like the barrel from a Panzer, and another AR upper with a 37mm underbarrel “flare launcher.” Also very cool. He’d brought only six rounds of .50BMG to shoot, since the restriction on ammunition weight for his airline was so low, but he’d gotten around the “in the original packaging” restriction by printing out his own label for the box he put the six rounds in. When was the last time you saw a box marked “Original Packaging”?

DirtCrashr is a Californian, a self-confessed ex-liberal who had inherited an M1898 Krag from his grandfather. That, and his exposure to the people who oppose off-road enthusiasts was enough to “convert” him. His Krag was built in 1900, I believe, and he has restored it to original configuration by finding and fitting an original military stock, and locating a period-accurate bayonet for it. His interest in firearms tends toward the antique, as he also has a 1909 Colt New Service revolver in .45LC, a National Postal Meter M1 Carbine (complete with bayonet), an original 1943-vintage 1911A1, and one of the oddest pistols I’ve ever seen; a Hi-Standard 1913 S&W “Third Model Perfected” single-shot break-open .22 Olympic target pistol with a Pope barrel. (Error fixed!) I didn’t get a chance to shoot it Saturday, but I did shoot his Krag and both of his Colts! Chris Byrne couldn’t take it any longer, so he went down and retrieved his guns from hotel security and brought them up for us all to drool over.

We spent the rest of the afternoon “Oooh”-ing and “Ahhh”-ing, and then broke for dinner, trotting as a group down to the seafood buffet at one of the restaurants at the Silver Legacy casino which is attached to Circus Circus. After dinner, back to the hospitality room for more beverages and bullshit. The last attendees strolled in about that time, and the party went on into the evening. I called it quits about 11:30, retrieved the rest of my guns from security, and headed for my room. All of my stuff was in two hard-side cases, a double rifle case and a smaller shotgun case.

I decided to hop the monorail shuttle from the main hotel to the “Sky Tower” rather than walk the extra three or four minutes, mostly because it was there and I was tired. I sat down with my cases in front of me and waited for the doors to shut. Instead, a veritable flood of people boarded the shuttle, so I stood the cases up on end to let people sit next to me. Some sweet young thing plopped down beside me, looked at the cases and asked, “Keyboards?” I said, “No. Percussion.” Apparently she wasn’t enamored with drummers. Oh, well!

That’s enough about Thursday and Friday. The next entry: range trip!

Home from the Rendezvous!.

According to Google Maps, the route I took from my door to Circus Circus, Reno should take 14 hours and 27 minutes. (I swear, last year it said 16 hours!) I decided to test it. I left Circus Circus about 7:50 this morning. I pulled in to my driveway at 10:08PM. And this included a 10 minute navigational boo-boo, and about 50 minutes of bumper-to-bumper crawling to get 4 miles across the Hoover Dam, three stops for refueling, and one stop for food.

That’s scary.

I’m tired. Full update tomorrow. (I took Monday off, too.)

Prepped for the Rendezvous.

I’m not bringing too much this year. All three of my Kimbers, the M25 Mountain Gun, the AR-15 “police-style rifle” with both uppers, and my “nineteenth-century assault weapon” – my ’94 Winchester chambered for .45LC – with a bit of ammo for each. I plan to hit the road tomorrow morning about 7:30 or so, fill up the truck and drive for about eight hours with one short stop in Phoenix and a stop in Kingman for fuel. Then on to Reno on Thursday.

See you there!