A week or so ago I received the latest model Bug-A-Salt fly killing machine from Lorenzo the inventor of the Bug-A-Salt.  This latest model is called the 2.0 and is touted to use less salt per shot with more power to knock down the heartiest of flys.  Since Lorenzo was so kind as to send me this fine weapon on his dime, I told him in an email I would conduct a non-biased test and video the results so that everyone could see if in fact this new model was better or worse than the original.

After all, how can you improve on a weapon that already kills flys like no other weapon of its kind?  Since I don’t have any video editing capabilities I had to shoot two videos back to back.  These are raw videos, with no pre-takes.  The Bug-A-Salt 2.0 was taken out of the box, loaded with salt and went straight to the test firing room for this demonstration.  I will include both videos in this writeup.

So, that was the introduction and a quick overview of my testing range and setup. Next is the actual firing of the weapons and the final test results.

Get yours ordered today! Visit the website listed here:http://bugasalt.com/

Bears Butt
May 26, 2015

We had an intruder tonight…a fly…you know what that means?  Bug-A-Salt!

That bad boy had other ideas, but we finally put enough salt into him to put him down!

You gotta love Bug-A-Salt!

Bears Butt

May 14, 2013

What’s in a name?  We have all heard that question a million times and there are some names that really take on their meaning.  I mean, when you hear a name you suddenly know exactly what is being talked about.  If the name is the name of a place, you might have even been to that place and you suddenly have a vision of what it looks like.  Or the name might be a person like, Bears Butt or Abraham Lincoln.

Animals all have names.  Species, sub species, genre etc. etc. etc.  that Bug Scientists know all about.  Even down to the little itty bitty bugs that cause us so much grief when they get inside our bodies and make us sick…they all fall into some sort of genre and species…Doctors know about those guys.

But for me, common man, living a common life, with a common wife and common everything else around me…I still need to know the name of some things.  And so, in the world of Bug-A-Salt, I have decided we need to have some names of bugs commonly pursued with that weapon so that everyone will know what is being talked about when one slays a critter.

In the story of Sherry’s first trophy, I said she had taken a “doe fly”.  Not because she is a female and shot a fly, mind you, because she is perfectly capable of shooting male anythings.  My definition of a “doe fly” is a fly that is not too dark in color and is on the small side as compared to other flys that might just be in the same area.

Now I’m not about to get really close to a fly to examine whether it has…well you know…boy parts or girl parts.  And I don’t have time to take a science course on how to sex a fly.  So in my own common way, I shall define a “doe fly” as a smallish fly, usually not so dark in color and rather timid.  Timid of course is in the eye of the looker.  The fly looker.  And so, because we don’t need to know the exact sex of the fly, if the “fly looker” = “hunter”, decides he/she is about to shoot a “doe fly” then so be it a “doe fly” that the hunter has shot or shot at.

So, what about the other sex of flies?  The male species.  I shall call it a “buck fly”…pretty simple huh?  Buck and Doe flies are generally small, obnoxious, get right into your face when you least expect it, land on you and cause immediate itching and above all else are the most repulsive of all bugs you can find.  They spit up, throw up, suck up, track on, poop on and just plain annoy any person or thing that can’t seem to get rid of them……And so Bug-A-Salt was invented.  Thanks to the inventor!  I commend you!

Flies do more than I have mentioned and I’ll get to that in a minute, but if I forget in a minute, it will be another story in and of itself.

And so, my definition of a “buck fly” is a small fly, dark in color, the kind generally found in your house.  In the Fall time of the year, they tend to be just outside, hanging  on the screen door waiting for you to open the door so they can come in and bug you.  Bug-A-Salt!

For us outdoors people, we also know there are flies out there of enormous proportion!  Three to four times as big as the flies I have mentioned here!  I call them “blow flies” and I think you know the kind I am talking about.  These big old flies “blow” past you and you can feel their wings beating as they go past.  Dad told me that the word “blow fly” came from the fact that they could find a way in through the cloth covering on his dead hanging buck deer and lay eggs.  The eggs were called “blow”….I don’t get that, but since it was Dad who told me that, I will agree.

And so, by my definition, a smallish “blow fly” will be called a “cow fly”…sort of like an elk.  A “doe fly” is a female deer, a “cow fly” a female elk.  Conversely, the male species is the “buck fly” and the “bull fly”.

Flies have been defined and in my book they are finalized and don’t try to change my mind.  I have pondered this long enough and lost at least one hour of sleep last night muddling this over in my mind.  Nuff said!

But, here is my big dilemma.  When you think about the bugs a Bug-A-Salt can take down, maybe even with three or more shots, what are those bugs going to be called, so that we all can know what to call them?

Sink bugs, Box Elder Bugs, Spiders, Slugs (oh I can hardly wait to pound one of them salt hating bad boys), mosquito’s, wasps, hornets and the list goes on and on.  Help me out here folks.

Bears Butt

Jan. 9, 2013  National Play God day!

As can be attested by posts of late, you know I am up to my arm pits in painting the inside of the house.  Yesterday I was quite busy in the bedroom prepping it for an all out painting attack today.  Well, here I was busy removing the sliding mirror doors from the closet when in walks Sherry.

Suddenly she says quite loudly, “What’s that”?  And she points up toward the ceiling above my head.  I still have the door canted toward my feet as I am pulling it off the slide railing it is installed on, as I look up toward the area she is pointing to.  And there it is a somewhat smallish doe fly.  Not your normal trophy, but in the off season one must take advantage of any trophy encountered.

I wonder to myself as I am writing this at this time just where that little critter had been hiding and why now to show itself on the wall above my head.

I said to Sherry, “It looks like a task for Bug-A-Salt”!  “Go get the gun, this one is yours”!  And she turned to go to the vault and brandish the weapon.

While she was out I kept a close eye on the little winged creature as I continued to carefully remove the mirrored door from its mounting and then took it to the storage area until we are in need of putting it back on its slide.

Returning into the room I looked up and there the little doe still rests.  Obviously not disturbed by my presence.  By now Sherry has the weapon and is slowly coming into the room like a skulking Ninja, gun at the ready.  Well, the gun was almost ready.  You see, she has only held the weapon a couple of times and this is her first time of actually using it.  She knew of the safety and had it off, what was not fully engaged was the slide cocking mechanism.  In order for the Bug-A-Salt weapon to fire the slide has to be pulled back toward the trigger and then slid all the way forward in its locked position.  A safety feature that is built into the weapon to keep it from firing in the hands of a novice.

A quick look back into the corner 0f the wall clearly shows the doe has moved slightly to the left and up closer to the ceiling.  A nervous maneuver on the does part.  Sherry moves in quietly.  I whisper to her to take careful aim and she is doing just that.  She takes another half step forward and to her right as she maneuvers around a small end table.  I’m thinking to myself, “Oh man, this is going to be good”.

Silence fills the room as she carefully squeezes the trigger, the report is unbelievable and the doe moves to the left about 5 feet down the wall and still up near the ceiling.  Oh no!  A clean miss!  Sherry cocks the weapon again, loading another round of grains of white crystals into the firing position.  And slips the safety off.

Quietly she slides to her left, around the end table and parallel to the double rocking love seat.  She has a clear shot from about four feet.  I have all the confidence in the world that she can make a long shot like this.  She is good with the 7mm Remington Mag, she has demonstrated that on several occasions and now I just know she can make this shot.  She takes her time aiming and again the report of the weapon is heard echoing in the nearly empty room.

The center of the shot pattern is very close to the doe, but slightly to the right of a direct hit, and it’s obvious from my angle the doe is hit but not a hit that will kill it any time soon.  It favors its left wing as it spirals down the wall about 3 feet.  Clinging to the walls surface it finally gets a claw to hang onto something that stops its fall.  It walks in circles again obviously favoring it’s left wing.

Sherry re-cocks the Bug-A-Salt and readies it once again for another shot.  I reassure her she hit the doe with that last shot and she nods her head in agreement, but she has a very determined look on her face as she moves quietly yet quickly to her left two more steps.  From her composure it is obvious to me that she is going to take this doe down even if it takes a full Bug-A-Salt magazine to do it.

The weapon is slowly raised and she is taking a very long time aiming at the beast just 3.75 feet above her head.  Report!!!!!  The doe spins to the right and then wings its way far over to the left and lands on the counter top next to the vanity sink.  Stunned by the blow of a very hard hit.  It wiggles some but is not dead.  I doubt it could even fly at this point and had she not brought her closed fist down upon it like a PETA freak does on the podium of an anti-gun rally, we might have gotten to analyze its wounds closer.  As it was, the doe was rather smeared beyond recognition.

BUT!  AH HA!  Sherry’s first trophy with the all powerful Bug-A-Salt!  The home owners a-salt weapon of choice!

Good going Sherry!  I am so very proud of you!  May there be many more in your future.  Perhaps we should invest in a second Bug-A-Salt for our home safety.

Bears Butt

Jan. 8, 2013

Having received a very fine “a salt weapon” for Christmas, I feel it is my obligation to show the public that these are not toys and should only be handled in a safe way.  It clearly says on the box that it comes in, not to shoot into the eyes.  We should all be so safety conscious.

And so, I created and posted two youtube videos about this.

Bears Butt

Jan. 6, 2013

This one speaks for itself:

http://youtu.be/U0eZGxwGdg4

My lovely wife Sherry bought me a wonderful little rifle for Christmas.  What a sweet heart she is.   You will be hearing a LOT about this little weapon in the future as the Weasel also got one for his Christmas.

We have plans to go out hunting and we will have our videographer Windy along to capture it all on video.

First we have to do some sighting in and ballistics calculations to make sure we have enough gun for the game we intend to pursue.  We don’t want to have too much gun, but in dangerous situations it’s always best to make sure you have enough gun and that is why we need to do some practice shooting to determine.

I took mine out this afternoon and killed my first game with it.  Actually my first shot took out a big boar Calliphoridae.  My second shot missed a brightly colored Trivittata, but the third shot took him out like a sling shot on a street light.  My fourth shot knocked another Trivittata flat out, but then I had closed the distance for that shot quite a bit, he didn’t even know I was in the same county, and that was with open sights mind you.

I’m quickly learning my distance limitations with my new rifle, what with the open sights and all.  But believe me even though the trigger pull is a little stiff, it is  still quite smooth.  I’ll post up some stats on that as soon as I get my digital trigger pull scale out of the box.  Along with that I will be setting up my high speed HD camera to capture the muzzle blast and impact on a gelatin block.

In the mean time the Weasel is practicing up on his calling skills and setting blocks of decoys out.  We aren’t going to waste these great days sitting idle while we wait for the weather to change.  We are taking every advantage we can to prepare ourselves, our weapons and our gear to be able to bag as many as we can before they put limits on just how many we can bag, what types of ammo we can use and how many bullets we can have in our magazines at any one time.  I’m convinced it is only a matter of time before “they” put laws up to restrict the projectiles we can use, impose game bag limits, shooting hours etc.  Until they do, we are in hot pursuit.

I’ll keep you posted on our progress and you will see any video on here long before it goes viral on Youtube.

Bears Butt

Dec. 25, 2012