I’m putting this in MPSIMS, but it may be better suited to GQ. Mods, feel free to move it.
Okay, he won’t be 71 until September, but close enough.
I don’t see my dad much (my choice - I can’t stand listening to his racist rants), but I made a trip to Costco today, and there he was, so I stopped to talk with him. I asked him what he’d been up to, and he told me, “Oh, blowing things up.” :eek:
It turns out that he recently exploded two of his rifles, his Ruger Mini-14 and his old (Winchester or Remington, I can’t remember which) .270 hunting rifle (the same rifle I used, at age 12, to put three shots into a 3/4" group in the black at 300 yards), while firing shells that he had reloaded himself.
His explanation: He was using a new gunpowder, and it was too powerful.
My worry: He’s gotten old, and mis-measured when he was putting the powder into the shells.
He’s been reloading his own ammo for more than 40 years (IIRC, he started before he was 30), and knows what he’s doing. He taught me how to do it before I was a teenager. And I know that there are gunpowders specifically intended for rifle cartridges. I can’t imagine a company producing a powder that is “too powerful”, and in fact so powerful that a standard measure of powder would be enough to explode a modern rifle. Dad’s .270 is probably 1960s vintage (he inherited it from his father when Grandpa died in 1976), but he bought the Mini-14 in the early 1990s.
Thankfully, he was wearing shooting safety glasses when the rifles blew up, but he does have a couple minor wounds to his face and neck, and a 3rd-degree burn on his hand where some hot metal landed.
I’m just really worried that he made an age-related or eyesight-related error while measuring the powder into those shells. When I spoke to him today, I noticed he wasn’t wearing his glasses. Granted, he always had excellent eyesight, and didn’t need reading glasses until he was well past 50 (compared to me, who had to start wearing reading glasses before I was 40).
It makes me glad that, when he mentioned going hunting again this fall, he specifically referred to “bow season”. As in hunting with bow and arrow, which, for the last 20 years or so, he prefers over hunting with a rifle. (He uses recurve bows or longbows, not compound bows.) I’d hate to get a call that his damned rifle exploded on him while he was in the middle of the woods. His dad, my grandfather, died at age 58 after suffering a heart attack while in the middle of a forest, hunting.
