Siringo wrote:Ya Hoot! Get the boots on! I'm sitting here in the Holiday Inn Express in OKC snowed in and bored to death.
I was going to purchase a 358 upper from Dtech (but now I did this scout rifle thing), but talking with Mike at Dtech, Oly opens up the front of the receiver to accept a little larger extension -- then the receiver is anodized. The barrel nut is the same. I would really rather see this set up on a lo-pro dpms receiver rather than an A3.
I would agree on the lo-pro, but I really appreciate a forward assist. The dust cover is no big deal though. I don't hunt in the desert.
Something I may not have mentioned, I don't recall. I suffer from an affliction called Raynaud's Phenomenon.
When I'm out in cold air, regardless of how I'm dressed, my central nervous system thinks I'm freezing to death. It constricts the blood vessels in my hands and feet and redirects the blood to my vital organs in an attempt to save me. We all have this reflex, but some people have an uncommonly strong reaction. Perhaps it is contributed to by spending the first 22 years of my life in Maryland, with it's hot, humid weather and being right at sea level. The cold and mosquitoes are drawbacks to living here, but the positive aspects make me choose to stay. When it's below 40F, I go out to go to work and run errands. Of course, I bundle up like the Michelin man for deer season and stuff lots of chemical warmers in every unused pocket. I wear boots rated at -120F to go out in 20F. All they do is delay how long it takes for my heat to bleed off, but it eventually does. The dog and I walk a mile every evening and the exercise, combined with the insulated clothing keep me from going numb before I can get home. I have a
crash bag I take in the car whenever I go somewhere, with my
Herman Munster boots, a snowmoblie suit, a case of chemical warmers and two pair of Sherpa mittens. That's in case the car breaks down or gets a flat. It's the price I pay for living here. Since the first snow here lasts until the last snow here, it piles up layer upon layer. Right now the tops of the shooting tables on the rifle range are even with the snow cover.
I'd be tickled to just go out and get my 50 rounds of barrel break-in done right now. I have considered buying one of those rapidly deployable ground blind tents to take to the range, which when combined with a propane
sunflower heater would keep the inside tolerable, but a friend pointed out that the heat will liberate too much moisture and everything inside will be soaked with condensation from the tracked in, melted snow.
So, I wait and I milk indoor projects for all the time content possible. I look out the windows at all the snowmobilers flying past the house and shake my head. I may cave in and go out as soon as we get a sunny, windless day with temps in the 20s and just run back and forth to the truck. It'll take some effort to clear out two of the shooting tables. One to shoot off of and one for the cleaning rig, but
if I don't shoot something soon, I'll lose my mind. It's an addiction...
Hoot