Autumn

Autumn

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Silence

As soon as I find a few hours of silence I shall write, something. At the moment my life is far too busy.

I'll try and reply to all your kind comments, hopefully later this afternoon. For now, the key to the shop's front door must be released, my coffee needs attention, and there's a young cat that has appeared at my back door with food on her mind.

Sunday I shall drive towards my father's farm and gather in a hundred or so pounds of lead ingots for my bullet factory (sarcasm).  His gun shop has a back bench filled with prime chunks of shiny bars just waiting for the furnace pot, and I've a new Lee six cavity .358 mold just dying to be used. 

Should be fun.



Later,

Stephen

10 comments:

  1. Fun indeed. The only bullets I used to cast was .50 balls for my muzzle loader. Dad has the equipment now as he had some idea of joining the local black powder club.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Shooting is shooting....Thanks, Bubba.

      Delete
  2. What Sixbears said, only it was .440 balls for my mountain rifle, .454 balls for my Colt Walker replica, and .580 balls for the shotgun. Good times, but now long ago.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Get back at it....times a wasting...

      Delete
  3. Take your time Stephen. We're just glad you're back...

    ReplyDelete
  4. Standing by awaiting further orders.............

    ReplyDelete
  5. One can never have enough ammo, or the makings there of.....

    ReplyDelete