Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1
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- "Honey, you're not going to believe what just happened..."
- Looks like it could have been a scene out of a "Final Destination" movie.
- "Seen it, covered it. At Farmers, we know a thing or two because we've seen a thing or two."
I wonder if they SAW that coming.
She was raised in a town very close to where my family is from and where several of us communited to for our careers. Sadly she is old enough to be my mother. What a looker.
Thank you for sharing.
That’s a book I will try to pick up.
I have an Italian copy of the sharps rifle in 45-70 and it is great fun to shoot out to 300 yds. I have read that Sharps rifles were available from 45-70 to 45-120. The Quigley Shiloh Sharps rifle was 45-110. A very interesting part of our history.
Thank you for sharing..50-70 Gov't most likely. New articles from the time mention the rifle brands but not the cartridges used. The NRA annual report from that year lists ".50 caliber cartridges for sale" on the grounds for the event.
Annual Report
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Cartridges were 50 cal. metallic, lol
Interesting targets
There is a whole ‘nuther world of shooting that is BPCR (black powder cartridge rifles) . It is way deeper than we can get into here. Winchester called them 45-70 or 45-110 etc, the purists call them by their Sharps designation e.g., Sharps 45-2 1/10 or Sharps 45 2-7/8 respectively. There are at least 4 of the 45 cal straight walled cases, and a bunch of others.
As for the Creedmoor matches, the US F Class team has been shooting regular matches with the Irish for a few yrs now. They call it the Emerald Cup
. It’s a huge deal there. As I recall the team met with the Irish PM a couple of yrs ago. Private firearms ownership being what it is there.
Now thats what happens when you don't treat the case of the crabs.....you get a case of the lobsters....
Talk about going out like a boss, this is the flight tracker of the first flight of the last ever built 747. If you’ve never flown on one, you are truly missing out!
Found it!
Why Do Boeing Plane Models Start & End With The Number 7?
An aircraft's identifying number helps engineers to differentiate between various products in the Boeing portfolio.
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Thank you for sharing,There is a whole ‘nuther world of shooting that is BPCR (black powder cartridge rifles) . It is way deeper than we can get into here. Winchester called them 45-70 or 45-110 etc, the purists call them by their Sharps designation e.g., Sharps 45-2 1/10 or Sharps 45 2-7/8 respectively. There are at least 4 of the 45 cal straight walled cases, and a bunch of others.
As for the Creedmoor matches, the US F Class team has been shooting regular matches with the Irish for a few yrs now. They call it the Emerald Cup
I'm a member of an old German shooting club that was founded in 1887.
GILLESPIE COUNTY SCHUETZENBUND ON TARGET FOR 2021 ACTIVITIES - Issuu
Gillespie County’s German tradition lives on with the 125th Gillespie County Schuetzenfest, scheduled for Saturday and Sunday, July 31 and Aug. 1, at the Tivydale Shooting Club.
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black powder rifles is something I would like to get in to.
I will be traveling for the next three days, so will get back with details later.
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Flew from Europe back to the east coast in the upper deck once. Was a nice comfy flight
A few torpedo tubes on the side, maybe some 30MM's, looks like it'd be a fun ride. Toss in some Gray paint.. and don't forget about the lowest bidder....Found it!
Why Do Boeing Plane Models Start & End With The Number 7?
An aircraft's identifying number helps engineers to differentiate between various products in the Boeing portfolio.
Pegasus-class hydrofoil - Wikipedia
Many people don't realize how amazing loading for them is because it is the simplest, yet potentially most complicated handloading there is. You can literally just fill the case all the way to the top, jam a bullet on it and shoot it. And it may shoot very well. On the other end of the spectrum is the potential for far and away the most complicated loading, that makes a bench rest shooter's minutia look simple. There are so many additional variables and combinations of same that you can make yourself crazy exploring them all.
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Powder charge, Compression, wad stack, alloy, lube, bullet size, casting in general…. yea, loading for bottlenecked cases with jacketed bullets and smokeless is simple by comparison. Paper patching anyone?
Schuetzen is another creature. Never did it, used to shoot with two guys who did every Saturday. Was talking to one of them, they know the pedigrees on rifles that are close to 100 yrs old, who built them, when. Was talking about components guy holds up a case, “been shooting this one for the last 5 yrs”. One case?! Every shot, decap, throw a charge, place a wad breach seat a cast (or swaged) bullet chamber the case and shoot. Repeat. One piece of brass for 5 yrs.
Schuetzen is another creature. Never did it, used to shoot with two guys who did every Saturday. Was talking to one of them, they know the pedigrees on rifles that are close to 100 yrs old, who built them, when. Was talking about components guy holds up a case, “been shooting this one for the last 5 yrs”. One case?! Every shot, decap, throw a charge, place a wad breach seat a cast (or swaged) bullet chamber the case and shoot. Repeat. One piece of brass for 5 yrs.
WTF is going on in the Russian Fight League?
We used to see this every now and then south of Key West, they would come over the horizon and be gone again pretty damn fast. IIRC 1J04 spent some time on them but I don’t think he ever made it out of the barrel on the mess deck.A few torpedo tubes on the side, maybe some 30MM's, looks like it'd be a fun ride. Toss in some Gray paint.. and don't forget about the lowest bidder....
Pegasus-class hydrofoil - Wikipedia
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Is it still for sale?
Experience: my bungee cord snapped by Erin Langworthy
I had never done a bungee jump, but in 2012 I decided to give it a go while travelling in Zambia. I was 22 and wanted a big adventure after university, so I'd left Australia for Africa.I was travelling alone, but I joined a tour group who were going to go bungee jumping over the Zambezi river at Victoria Falls. I'd heard it was incredible – jumping from a bridge 111m over a gorge with the thundering falls behind you.
I felt nervous, but never thought anything could go wrong. I was the 105th person to jump that day. I stood on the platform, looked at my ankles, which had been strapped together, and worried aloud that my feet would slip out. Someone said that would be the last thing that happened.
The view was astonishing, but just before I jumped I thought, "What am I doing throwing myself off a perfectly good bridge?" But I was caught up in the moment, and simply spread my arms and fell forwards. Everything sped by in a blue-green blur. The rush was amazing.
After a few seconds, I felt a jolt across my chest. It seemed as if I slowed down for a second, then sped up. I could hear the wind rushing past my ears. Instinctively, I brought up my arms, locking my hands together. Then I felt myself hit the water – that's when I realised something had gone wrong.
The sound of bubbles was so loud. I felt as if I had been slapped all over. My hands had stopped me hitting the water headfirst and blacking out. My lungs were on fire and I was struggling to breathe.
I later found out I'd fallen for four seconds after the rope snapped: a distance of up to 40m. If I had been over land, I'd have been dead. Luckily, it had rained the day before, so the river was turbulent and full. That morning, I had seen crocodiles in the water, but I couldn't think about that. I was struggling in the fast-flowing rapids, because my ankles were still tied together. The bungee cord had snapped near the top, so I still had about 30m attached to me, which kept getting caught. I was pulled downriver and underwater into whirlpools. At one point, the cord snagged below me and I was trapped below the surface. As I was running out of air and my vision started to fade, I managed to dive back down, grab the rope and pull it free. Eventually I managed to wedge my arm between two slimy rocks near the side of the river. All I thought about was clinging on.
I now know I was in the water for 40 minutes. The first guy to reach me was from the bungee company. He grabbed my harness and got me straight out of the water, giving me his shirt because I was shivering. I was worried that he didn't have first aid training, so I got into the recovery position. Then I started throwing up water from my lungs. My body was purple with bruises from the impact. I started coughing up blood and began to worry about internal injuries. I felt exhausted and struggled to process what had happened.
I jumped at 5.30pm and didn't get to hospital in Victoria Falls until 11pm. The paramedics got lost, and because I'd ended up on the Zimbabwean side of the river without a passport, I was essentially an illegal immigrant. I was put on a ventilator, and needed an ultrasound and to see a lung specialist. They gave me a large dose of antibiotics – the doctors were worried about how much dirty water I had ingested. X-rays showed no broken bones, but my lungs had partially collapsed. The guys from the bungee company visited me in hospital. They were very apologetic and astounded I'd survived. Facilities were basic, so I had to be flown to South Africa. Friends I'd met travelling got me my belongings and passport, so I could travel. Two weeks later, I went home.
I'm a positive person, so I've never been angry about what happened. Around 50,000 people jump from that spot every year, so it was pure chance that the rope snapped on me – just wear and tear. They've now introduced measures to ensure it doesn't happen again.
I called Mum and she bought a plane ticket straight away. I'd sent her a postcard the day before, saying, "I'm doing a bungee jump tomorrow, so I'll say goodbye… only joking!" which she now keeps on the fridge. She's adamant I'll never do another, but I'm not so sure.
Experience: my bungee cord snapped
Erin Langworthy: 'Instinctively, I brought up my arms, locking my hands together. Then I felt myself hit the water – and that's when I realised something had gone wrong'
www.theguardian.com
Experience: my bungee cord snapped by Erin Langworthy
I had never done a bungee jump, but in 2012 I decided to give it a go while travelling in Zambia. I was 22 and wanted a big adventure after university, so I'd left Australia for Africa.
I was travelling alone, but I joined a tour group who were going to go bungee jumping over the Zambezi river at Victoria Falls. I'd heard it was incredible – jumping from a bridge 111m over a gorge with the thundering falls behind you.
I felt nervous, but never thought anything could go wrong. I was the 105th person to jump that day. I stood on the platform, looked at my ankles, which had been strapped together, and worried aloud that my feet would slip out. Someone said that would be the last thing that happened.
The view was astonishing, but just before I jumped I thought, "What am I doing throwing myself off a perfectly good bridge?" But I was caught up in the moment, and simply spread my arms and fell forwards. Everything sped by in a blue-green blur. The rush was amazing.
After a few seconds, I felt a jolt across my chest. It seemed as if I slowed down for a second, then sped up. I could hear the wind rushing past my ears. Instinctively, I brought up my arms, locking my hands together. Then I felt myself hit the water – that's when I realised something had gone wrong.
The sound of bubbles was so loud. I felt as if I had been slapped all over. My hands had stopped me hitting the water headfirst and blacking out. My lungs were on fire and I was struggling to breathe.
I later found out I'd fallen for four seconds after the rope snapped: a distance of up to 40m. If I had been over land, I'd have been dead. Luckily, it had rained the day before, so the river was turbulent and full. That morning, I had seen crocodiles in the water, but I couldn't think about that. I was struggling in the fast-flowing rapids, because my ankles were still tied together. The bungee cord had snapped near the top, so I still had about 30m attached to me, which kept getting caught. I was pulled downriver and underwater into whirlpools. At one point, the cord snagged below me and I was trapped below the surface. As I was running out of air and my vision started to fade, I managed to dive back down, grab the rope and pull it free. Eventually I managed to wedge my arm between two slimy rocks near the side of the river. All I thought about was clinging on.
I now know I was in the water for 40 minutes. The first guy to reach me was from the bungee company. He grabbed my harness and got me straight out of the water, giving me his shirt because I was shivering. I was worried that he didn't have first aid training, so I got into the recovery position. Then I started throwing up water from my lungs. My body was purple with bruises from the impact. I started coughing up blood and began to worry about internal injuries. I felt exhausted and struggled to process what had happened.
I jumped at 5.30pm and didn't get to hospital in Victoria Falls until 11pm. The paramedics got lost, and because I'd ended up on the Zimbabwean side of the river without a passport, I was essentially an illegal immigrant. I was put on a ventilator, and needed an ultrasound and to see a lung specialist. They gave me a large dose of antibiotics – the doctors were worried about how much dirty water I had ingested. X-rays showed no broken bones, but my lungs had partially collapsed. The guys from the bungee company visited me in hospital. They were very apologetic and astounded I'd survived. Facilities were basic, so I had to be flown to South Africa. Friends I'd met travelling got me my belongings and passport, so I could travel. Two weeks later, I went home.
I'm a positive person, so I've never been angry about what happened. Around 50,000 people jump from that spot every year, so it was pure chance that the rope snapped on me – just wear and tear. They've now introduced measures to ensure it doesn't happen again.
I called Mum and she bought a plane ticket straight away. I'd sent her a postcard the day before, saying, "I'm doing a bungee jump tomorrow, so I'll say goodbye… only joking!" which she now keeps on the fridge. She's adamant I'll never do another, but I'm not so sure.
Experience: my bungee cord snapped
Erin Langworthy: 'Instinctively, I brought up my arms, locking my hands together. Then I felt myself hit the water – and that's when I realised something had gone wrong'
I was on a pipe job in Southern Idaho. Day off and there's a crane set up in a good sized parking lot and folks are bungee jumping. I pull in. Next to me is an old farmer looking gentleman, leaning on his pickup. I wander over, say hi and we watch for a bit. Finally, to make a bit of small talk, I ask if he would ever try a bungee jump. He never looked at me, just kept his eyes on the crane and said " Nope, I come into this world cause of a rubber breaking".
Thank you,
MrSmith
Matt Gaetz just said on Bannon’s show “Alcohol Tobacco and Firearms should be a convenience store chain in Florida”
Might be an old joke, I don’t know, but that cracked me up.
Might be an old joke, I don’t know, but that cracked me up.
