Why I'm here.

I grew up in a somewhat liberal, extremely pacifist household in the equally liberal Washington state. I had some good friends who introduced me to the errors of my upbringing. Guns (any weapons really) were a forbidden topic in my house, so when I was first introduced to shooting sports I fell in love- kind of a forbidden fruit thing I think. My mother still wonders where she went so wrong.
Because of my upbringing, and my poverty in college, I am not your average gun guy. Most “gun people” buy a gun and it stays in the family, passed on through generations when the owner goes to their heavenly reward. I, on the other hand, go through guns like they were work pants. I get bored, or I look too close, or I shoot them till I don’t like them anymore. Over the past five years I have bought, shot, and sold or traded More than 50 firearms. Along the way I have learned TONS, established opinions, and had a great time. Now some will ask, “Why” ? It all comes down to a deal I made with my incredibly beautiful, and patient wife. When we were first engaged we talked about lots of important things in great detail, and one of those was firearms. She knew I liked guns and enjoyed shooting (though at the time neither of us had any idea how big this would become). She was worried about having hundreds of guns strewn everywhere around the house. We set a four gun limit at any given time. Over the years that deal has been revisited and modified, but the rule made me sell a gun before I could get a new one. It also has led me to play with a ton of platforms and a ton of accessories. This review blog is based on the experience gathered along the way. I have also figured out how to self-fund my gun addiction. In our house “gun money” is a separate entity, though I have on occasion used it to spoil my wife. “Gun money” is money made from a gun sale that is used for buying another gun or ammo. (Gun money also magically accumulates when I let my wife pick our sons names). Guns have become a real investment to mee, they hold their value very well. I have made a lot of additional “gun money” along the way. My addiction started with a $550 initial investment and has grown to around $15,000 in guns, and around $8000 in ammo (though little of that is left) in the course of five years.


The Lee reloading press.


Right after my beautiful wife and I got married, we went on an Alaskan cruise onboard the Norwegian sun, we had an incredible time learning about our own and the other’s likes and dislikes on a whole new level (especially given that we had waited until after the wedding to have sex or anything like it) one night we decide to go to one of the onboard shows. Now I am not normally a huge fan of onboard cruise ship shows, they all seem the same to me, but this one was very different, it was a comedy show. The comedian’s name was Sam Griesbalm. He was an overweight cowboy from Texas and I don’t remember a time since when I have laughed so hard. I was gasping for breath and crying trying to stay in my seat, it was hilarious! After the show I wanted to meet him but the opportunity didn’t present itself, so when we returned home I looked him up on face book to tell him that I loved the show, and to thank him for the fun. He responded with a friend request. Since then we have had some fun political discussions, (we are both very conservative) and shared shooting triumphs. It has been a fun relationship especially given that we have never met.
I had bought a hundred rounds of federal gold medal match .308 for my Remington 700sps and had tried to make them last, but the day came when I had shot the last of them and couldn’t afford to buy any more. I was however friends with a coworker that had a bunch of reloading equipment that he said he would let me use, so I bought some powder, primers and a box of 168gr sierra match kings, and went to work with the plan to set up a time to use his press. That sadly was my last day at that employer. I and 44 other employees were laid off, and because it was a secure facility with government contracts, I had no way to make my reloading date. I got a new job very soon after and then set out to make my reload. I went on Facebook and asked if anyone had a press I could use for a bit in the Salt Lake area. I only got one response. It was Sam (who still lived 1500 miles away) he asked for my address, and told me he had a gift for me and that I was to pay it forward. A week later a huge box arrived at my house. It had a lee press, powder scale, powder thrower, trickler, a primer seating tool, a primer pocket cleaner, a reamer, two reloading manuals, and a book on how to reload. I was blown away. I contacted him and thanked him like no one I have ever thanked anyone, and asked why he would give it all to me. He responded that he had upgraded to a progressive press and his son had no desire in shooting. His plan all along was to give it to his boy, but the boy was now 30 and did not shoot, so he wanted it to go to someone who would use it. I have made many thousands of rounds on my little single stage press, and I still love using it. There is something down right relaxing and gratifying making your own ammunition.  I have been able to make my 308 far more accurate with bullets tailored to the barrel, and make .223 so fast that they have almost no drop at 300 yards. My wife and I have a “hobby room” where my bench and press live, and she has her craft/ scrapbooking desk right across from it, from time to time we go there together and talk while we work on out hobbies. As of paying it forward I have done a lot, but I doubt I will repay Mr. Griesbalm’s generosity in the near future; it’s quite a debt to pay.

If you are in need of a good laugh, go check him out he has a few videos on YouTube.