Previously Gunsite Gossip
Vol. 14, No. 1 January 2006
Winter `06
Well here we are in a new decade, which
seems to be marked by some outstanding numerals! Take for example
1906, the date year of the landmark cartridge of our time. The 1906
cartridge, which was a modification of the 1903 cartridge
previously standard, is as near perfect as things of that sort can
get. It is amusing (and slightly annoying) to see how the
purchasers of sporting rifles seem to think that improved cartridge
design is the answer to everything. I have long taught that if you
can't do it with a 30-06, you probably can't do it. Every time some
new brass powder bottle appears for sale, all sorts of people,
qualified or otherwise, leap into the breach to explain how this
new round is somehow better than what has gone before. Whether it
is better or not must depend upon what it is designed to do, and it
is effectively impossible to say that a shooter accomplished his
purpose in the field with the new cartridge in a way that he could
not have done with a 30-06. As it is said in Lindy Wisdom's verse:
"There ain't many troubles that a man can't fix with seven hundred
dollars and a thirty ought six." We do not know about the $700, but
we do have confidence in the great 30-06 cartridge.
The Steyr Scout, which is now pretty much the definition of what a
sporting rifle should be, is furnished in 308 rather than 30-06,
but that is simply because the slightly smaller 308 cartridge can
be fitted into a slightly smaller action, which has little to do
with what comes out the muzzle. The 308, in modern loadings, is the
ballistic equivalent of the 30-06, apart from its failure to
accommodate the 220-grain bullet, which has definite, if minor,
advantages for the medium-size hunting of medium-size animals.
I confess that I now rather fancy a 376 Mannlicher cartridge
because of the way it affords the proven killing power of the 375
in a weapon of scout configuration. This piece, which is now
properly designated the "376 Mannlicher," is a particularly fine
answer to a somewhat limited question for a shooter who confines
himself to moose and the big bears of Alaska and the heavier of the
bushveldt animals. The 376 Mannlicher, which I like to call the
Dragoon, is a nice item, but that does not mean that it wipes out
the winner and still king - the 30-06.
We appear to have about 300 cougars
hereabouts, which pleases some people and alarms others. I suppose
that under certain very special circumstances, a hungry cougar
could be prevailed upon to scarf up a house pet or an unattended
child. But an unattended child is much more likely to be run over
in the street or beaten by its parents. Personally I like cougars.
I spent my formative years in the Southwest, and I ran across them
very seldom. You do not want them in the Hollywood hills, but out
here in the sticks they are welcome.
We understand that the Chinese have set up
a section of the Great Wall to allow tourists to cut some hot laps
thereon. Who furnishes the cars and what sort of qualification is
required is unclear, but the idea is enormously attractive. This is
certainly something for those who like to say that they have been
there and done that.
To our great satisfaction, "Baby" has
finally arrived at Gunsite. This involved a lot of doing by a lot
of people, and I must say that it took more paperwork to get the
rifle back into the States than it did to get it out of South
Africa. I had left it in South Africa to be used on further hunting
trips, which now I am too old to enjoy. Since Baby is not useful
for anywhere but Africa, I just thought it better to bring it home,
a matter of more difficulty than I would have suspected. So Baby
now resides in the Sconce armory, though it will be moved
down to Legendary Guns in Phoenix so that Shooting Master
John Gannaway can tidy it up in a couple of minor ways. For those
who came in late, Baby is my idea of an idealized heavy rifle
intended for use on pachyderms and buffalo. It started life in Brno
(Bohemia) as a "Czech 602" in caliber 375 H&H. This
features the best version of the classic Mauser action that I know
of. Among other things, it mounts a compacted ghost-ring rear-sight
which is nowhere else available. Once in our hands the piece was
re-barreled for caliber 460 G&A Special and restocked in
classic Claro walnut. A five-shot extension magazine was mounted,
together with a trigger-guard adaptor. This work was carried out by
Georg Hoenig of Boise, Idaho, and the final assembly is wonderfully
satisfying.
I find that I have transgressed upon the footprints of Sir Samuel
Baker, who christened a favorite heavy rifle of his own as his
Baby. I'm sorry about that, but I did not know of the mistake at
the time. Today's Baby - the Gunsite Baby - is a very
modern heavy rifle, weighing 10½lbs and starting a 500-grain bullet
from its 22-inch barrel at an acceptable 2300f/s. You can easily
raise this to 2400 if you wish, but this tends to break up
available bullets when encountering massive bone.
Baby hits very hard - at both ends. Whether it kicks
excessively depends of course upon the shooter. As we have long
preached, subjective recoil - that is to say, recoil
effect - is a personal matter. Fred Wells of Prescott, who
specializes in great big guns, insists that recoil effect is 85
percent mental, and is best addressed as such. I am not sure about
the percentage, but I do know that recoil can be mastered by the
individual shooter, if the will is there. The trigger, which Georg
Hoenig tuned, breaks cleanly without any trace of take-up or follow
through, at 4½lbs. Some might prefer it to be a little lighter, but
I do not think that would help things. The heavy rifle is intended
for use on very large animals at ranges from arm's length to
perhaps 50 yards. Usually the shot will be taken from offhand. Baby
meets this requirement to perfection, as I have discovered
personally in the field. This is the rifle which, on my 80th
birthday, took two buffalo with two shots in 2 seconds. (How do I
know it was 2 seconds? I don't, but I know how fast I can work the
bolt, and I was working it just as fast as I could.) This rifle
served to drop a running buff instantly with one shot at 125 yards.
It is a thing of beauty, and will serve as the centerpiece for our
proposed museum. I do not foresee taking it afield again, but it
may be shot for demonstration and entertainment occasionally -
as at the Reunion.
So Baby is once again in our hands, and this gives us delight. Many
psychologists will tell you that experiencing excessive joy in
handling an artifact is a symptom of obsession. This could well be,
but it does not bother me, as long as it does not stamp on other
people's pleasures. The only things that Baby is going to stamp on
henceforth are probably inanimate. We extend our thanks to all
concerned!
Recently we were asked by our friend and
colleague Jan Libourel if we had invented the numerical code for
The Conditions of Readiness of Repeating Small Arms. This is the
system which calls a cocked-and-locked condition as "Condition
1," fully loaded and hammer down as "Condition 2," and
so on. I cannot definitely answer that, since it is difficult to
trace the origin of terms in technical discourse. Possibly I did
invent that (the Countess thinks so), but it does not matter very
much. I have been around so long that I have simply forgotten where
a lot of things started. I am pretty sure that "hoplophobia" and
"ghost-ring" are my own. Certainly I did not invent those two
conditions, but I did decide what we should call them. As you
doubtless know, hoplophobia is a psychotic affliction characterized
by unreasoning terror of inanimate objects. The ghost-ring is that
form of aperture sight which features a small diameter ring with a
large diameter aperture. A ghost-ring is not an "open sight." It is
called ghostly because when it is used properly it fades out and
the eye is left free to focus upon the front sight alone. This is
both faster and more precise than any form of open sight, including
the express sight usually featured on heavy doubles, though speed
differential is very slight. The GI rear-sight on the M1 rifle,
while not a true ghost-ring, can be made so simply by enlarging the
aperture. It helped to make the M1 rifle what it turned out to
be - the best individual combat instrument so far
devised.
"Who invented what" is a tiresome
enterprise. Too many people evidently have too little to think
about, and thus attach importance to what is essentially
unimportant. The modern technique of the pistol, for example, is
really important only as it includes proper understanding of
mind-set. If you are thinking properly when confronted with lethal
force, your shooting technique hardly matters. It is important,
however, to understand proper shooting technique in order to
instill confidence, because confidence is an important element of
proper mind-set. Thus it is well to teach the student how to shoot
in order for him to do things right when the need arises. Over the
years I have concluded that certain body and hand positions are
helpful to deliver better and quicker hits, but if a student
chooses to disregard my teachings it is all right with me, as long
as his results are good. Naturally it is hard to establish what
techniques are used in actual combat. If there is a camera around
it is seldom pointed at the shooter, so it cannot really tell what
system he was using. We simulate stress in competition, and we have
reason to believe that the stress experienced in competition is
equal to, if not greater than, that experienced in reality. Few
people can remember just what they did when the flag flew, so our
studies are not as profound as they might be.
As to instruction, most institutions are
more interested in student turnover than in student perfection.
Only a few Masters are dedicated to excellence.
Various observers view our general decline
of literacy with alarm. To us it seems that the reasons for this
sort of thing are quite obvious. The reason no one reads is
television. In homes where television affords "instant
babysitter" for children and instant conversation for adults, there
is no need to learn the pleasure that may be experienced by the
exploration of our culture. Television provides a substitute for
original thought. This in turn obscures the delights of learning,
and this takes much of the fun out of life. Learning is the one
pleasure in which there can be no satiety. Anything else you like
to do will become tiresome if practiced too much. (Perhaps you do
not think so, but if you ever have the opportunity to try it you
will find out.) In my youth, back in the period between the great
wars, reading for pleasure was very widely experienced. That is
what people did in the living room after dinner, and every member
of the family could choose his own delights. Hemingway, before
television, habitually packed a "book bag" with him in the
field. During the noon pit stop, there was a choice of two or three
volumes to enjoy. Onboard the ocean liners there was a 10 o'clock
reading session on the boat deck. Do you know of anyone today who
will sit down and pick up a volume which does not have any
utilitarian or self-aggrandizement purpose? By reading you can
improve your language skills, and your language skills enable you
to take advantage of our wonderful English language. I am not
instructed in comparative linguistics, but I am told by people who
are that the English language is the most explicit of any in use.
In English you can say exactly what you mean, which is certainly
not true of other tongues we know about. When my work is translated
from English into German, for example, it usually takes more
space - sometimes as much as three times as much space -
to make the same point. When I was teaching through Chinese
interpreters, it was pretty obvious that getting a given point
across was a major undertaking.
The point is that as our level of literacy decays, our culture
decays, and with television in the saddle, this is not going to
change. By all means try to turn your children into intellectuals.
This is the greatest gift you can give them, but do not expect too
much as long as that tube is playing.
Did you write it down? If you did not, you
should have. This is because only what you have committed to paper
has significance. Man's experience is only that which he has
recorded. The more you consider that, the more significant it may
become. The Heinlein Hypothesis declaims that only the historic
record establishes the essence of the human experience. If it was
not written down, it might as well not have happened. This
certainly impresses itself upon me in these closing years. A great
deal has happened to me, and I have had a long life, and I am truly
thankful that much of it was recorded. Therefore whatever you did
is only real upon the printed page. In examining the recent
activities of the wise and the great, we are truly grateful for
what was put down and truly sorrowful for what has been lost. In
this I am delighted to see that my old friend and colleague Barrett
Tillman, in his book "Clash of the Carriers," has been able
to record accurately so much of the great exploits of the war in
the Pacific. I did not know what was happening all around me, even
though I sat in the midst of it, but Barrett's work has made it
real, not so much because it is well written, but rather because it
has been accurately written. I lived in it and I saw it
happen, but I certainly did not understand it until it appeared on
the printed page. For this we may be truly blessed.
The fist rest, or a modification thereof,
sometimes referred to as the "Hawkins" position, seems to be
becoming more commonplace in the field, if not on the range. The
fist rest is impractical to be used for large bodies of troops or
big schools, and thus was not taught in "the good old days." It
works fine, however, for individuals in the field. I recall two
cases of my own in which I shot from prone when the fist rest would
have been superior. These things develop all the time.
We talk a lot about heroes and heroism
today. In doing so we denigrate the term. Heroism, properly
speaking, is rare. Everybody I knew in World War II, fought
because he wanted to, but of course combat duty does not
necessarily involve death. That it involves the chance of death in
the line of duty is perhaps commendable, but it is not heroic. The
term "above and beyond the call of duty" is indefinable, since
anything that you can do is what you should
do.
Lord Nelson defined the heroic death at Trafalgar. He was
convinced - correctly - that his wound was mortal. As he
lay there on the deck, his repeated words were "Thank God I have
done my duty!" He fought because it was his duty to fight, and he
died doing his duty. This is heroism. Signing up for combat pay is
not.
I did not know Joe Foss during the war, but I had the honor of his
acquaintance thereafter, and it certainly seems to me that Joe
truly merited the title of hero. He repeatedly went aloft with what
must be considered obsolescent equipment to confront enemies who
overmatched him in every respect, from combat experience to
retractable landing gear (!). Joe was a hero, and he deserved his
Medal of Honor. We have heard no sounds from Washington about our
proposal to grant remission of federal income tax to Medal of Honor
winners. Possibly those in charge do not feel our standards are
high enough. Frankly I do not feel this matters. The loss to the
budget caused by Medal of Honor recipients would be completely
negligible. Clearly there are things about this that I do not
understand, but I do not intend to drop the subject.
To go back to the item on Baby, we should
note that a true heavy rifle has only limited usefulness from the
off-hand position at very short range.
Baby's front sight is a ramped rectangle featuring a square scarlet
insert. This combines speed of acquisition with resistance to bumps
and bangs, and does not include unsightly excrescences.
Steyr Mannlicher has now got into trouble
with export to Iran by selling those people large numbers of 50
caliber "Sporting" rifles. Large corporations are naturally more
anxious to market in large numbers rather than to individual
sportsmen, and the superb Scout series is pretty much a one man-one
gun proposition. Hence you are advised to get your personal Scout
before it gets sanctioned off the counter. I got mine (several). Go
thou and do likewise. Substitute scouts are a mistake.
We note with profound grief the passing
of Fred Wells (85), the famed gunsmith of Prescott, Arizona, who
put his name on the map as a true artisan of distinction. The
artisan is one of the credits to our culture, who elevates
handicraft to a level above that of the tradesman. His rifles are
works of art. Be grateful if you own one.
Few people make any difference, but Fred has left his mark. He will
not be forgotten.
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