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Highest temperature is 80F for the next week.

I have the AR10T carbine. Love that rifle. Will be bringing it this fall.

Rewatched one of my two favorite westerns of all time. “The Outlaw Josey Wales”. Even now the exchange between him and the Comanche Chief is one of the most memorable dialogues I think there is on film. I looked up the manuscript of it below. Josey: You be Ten Bears? Ten Bears: I am Ten Bears. Josey: I’m Josey Wales. Ten Bears: I have heard. You’re the Gray Rider. You would not make peace with the Blue Coats. You may go in peace. Josey: I reckon not. Got nowhere to go. Ten Bears: Then you will die. Josey: I came here to die with you. Or, live with you. Dying ain’t so hard for men like you and me, it’s living that’s hard; when all you ever cared about has been butchered or raped. Governments don’t live together, people live together. With governments, you don’t always get a fair word or a fair fight. Well, I’ve come here to give you either one or get either one from you. I came here like this so you’ll know my word of death is true. And that my word of life is then true. The bear lives here, the wolf, the antelope, the Comanche. And so will we. Now, we’ll only hunt what we need to live on, the same as the Comanche does. And every spring when the grass turns green and the Comanche moves north, you can rest here in peace, butcher some of our cattle, and jerk beef for the journey. The sign of the Comanche, that will be on our lodge. That’s my word of life. Ten Bears: And your word of death? Josey: It’s here in my pistols, there in your rifles . . . I’m here for either one. Ten Bears: These things you say we will have, we already have. Josey: That’s true. I ain’t promising you nothing extra. I’m just giving you life and you’re giving me life. And I’m saying that men can live together without butchering one another. Ten Bears: It’s sad that governments are chiefed by the double-tongues. There is iron in your word of death for all Comanche to see. And so there is iron in your word of life. No signed paper can hold the iron, it must come from men. The word of Ten Bears carries the same iron of life and death. It is good that warriors such as we meet in the struggle of life . . . or death. It shall be life.

It is truly a different world, and officers like this don’t have a choice anymore. Credit to him for his courage and action.

Too soon?

Nothing I can add to that except Amen!

Nice set up. A very effective french drain. Did something similar to an old house we had.

I likey.

I am in need of advice for a shooting mat and a drag bag. Preferably a combo set up.

Saw that. Smarter move then running

Still do. Gave quite a few away to friends who don’t get fresh fish that often.

Magula loaders work well. The AR10 “B” Model Magazine Magula loader also works on M-14 mags, by the way.

That should do you well. Back in the late 70’s I inherited 1,000 once fired 30 cal (30-06) National Match brass from the 1960’s. Long story how my father got them. I made the mistake of loading ALL of them back up in 1980. I still have 150 or so I haven’t shot. Believe I used IMR 4770. Half of them I loaded with Sierra 165 grain boat tail soft points and the other half with(and this really dates me) Herter’s 150 grain soft points purchased in 1963 when they were a mail order one store front operation in Waseca, Minnesota. My dad had picked up 500 and never loaded them. I remember that day because my father bought me my first pistol as well. A Llama 1911 45 acp. Which was about as accurate out of the box as you would expect. Brand new it cost $27. I cannot remember off hand the powder charges, but both were midrange, as I had a Remington 760 pump that got fussy at max loads. Those cartridges have accounted for at least 30 deer between my son and I. Still reliable and still accurate.

Guessing yu have clay soil. The shear forces when clay gets engorged with water are brutal as I am sure you know. Good luck with it. I really like those shelves. Great idea.

my buddy and I got 20 more this morning. Freezers full

A good morning haul

Amen on that.

The moment when you know your day is going to turn to schit.

Lawns are overrated

I have given up. Between dandelions, encroaching forest, and a canine backhoe called a Great Pyrenees, lawn has become just another four letter word. Now with barely any rain for six weeks, I won’t mow until we get more rain. Just would stress the grass more.

So just enjoy life and Em!

Happy Father's day out there to all you Dad's. Sons call your Dad if you are lucky enough to still have them here. They helped make us what we are.

Happy Fathers Day Y'all!