By: Bears Butt

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Well, I’ve just about exhausted the reading about how the Ruger No. 1 rifles were planned and put together and how some people have glass bedded their barrels, while other have installed set screws under the mounting bracket and how others have put a bit of pressure on the forward part of the stock etc. etc. etc.

I suppose to all the gun enthusiasts who enjoy this sort of thing that in the interest of putting bullets on top of each other at the range these things are very important.  As for me, I just want a rifle that will hit what I aim at consistently.

In all my reading one thing seemed to keep coming up and that is that nothing should impede the movement of the barrel when it is fired.  What that means to me is that the barrel must be completely free from contacting any part of the stock.

Yesterday a good friend stopped by and wanted to see my rifle.  The first thing he did was pull a dollar bill out of his wallet and tried to fit it between the stock and the barrel.  His first comment was…It ain’t floated!

We took the forearm off and this is what we saw.

 

It doesn’t take a genius to see that the barrel has been rubbing very hard against this part of the forearm.  The other thing to notice is the depth of the barrel chamber below this “Lip”.  That is a full 1/8 inch of lip on this stock.  Apparently, Ruger either intended for the barrel to have this wood touch the barrel, or the manufacturers of the forestock didn’t have their tooling set properly.

So, after all  my reading I found where “somewhere” someone said that Ruger had intentionally wanted to have a 12 pound “up pressure” on their barrel from the forearm stock.  That doesn’t make any sense to my way of thinking.  Maybe some pressure, but not 12 pounds!  And even some pressure would impede the barrels movement, I would think.

So, I went to work with my dowel and sandpaper.  Sanding a little and checking with a dollar bill.  Sanding and checking.  Sanding and checking.

Pretty soon I had the lip completely off.

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And while checking with the dollar bill I had to keep sanding to get the barrel completely free floating and ended up sanding the entire barrel channel.

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Back on the rifle it didn’t change the looks one bit, and I sure hope that the floating barrel will produce the kind of groupings I hope for.

Next week it will be back on the range to see if I ruined the gun or not.

Thinking of what I have done by removing that much wood and taking away that much pressure from the barrel.  My thoughts are that the rifle will shoot a whole lot lower than it did on my last range escapade.  Is my thinking correct?

Bears Butt

August 5, 2013

I’m sorry folks, but I messed up and deleted my images files and of course when I did that my pictures went with it!

Bears Butt

August 14, 2013

Written on August 14th, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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I went out and got the paper this morning and the air was smelling and feeling a bit like Fall.  This is the time of year that makes me start to think about the hunting seasons that are rapidly approaching.  After all, this Saturday starts the Utah bow hunting season for deer and elk (for those who have drawn those tags).

On the hunting forums that I visit the talk is almost all centered around the bow hunt and that always gets me excited, even though I’m not a bow hunter.  What it does mean is that the muzz hunt is coming up fast.

Only 6 more Wednesdays until the big day!  Which also means that between now and that date we will be getting together for our annual BS meeting to discuss who is going, who is staying in who’s camper, what we are going to be eating etc. etc. etc. etc. and drinking a few adult beverages while we are together.  That annual tradition is something I really look forward to, probably as much as the hunt itself.  Why?  Because we are all excited with one thing in mind…getting up into the mountains and drinking more adult beverages.

I have always enjoyed the hunting camp and can remember like it was yesterday the first hunt I was allowed to go on.  Of course mother kept me close by her side, but we still managed to get into the woods and I watched as she and dad both shot at a big buck and then got to watch the entire process of gutting it and dragging it out.  I got to balance dads rifle while he did the dirty work and then I got to carry the liver and heart out while he dragged the buck down the mountain and back to camp.  Mom had to carry both rifles.  I was on top of the world at that time!

So, that memory has kept me going ever since and I hope those things are being instilled in my grandkids as well, but I’m not seeing their parents pushing to get the kids excited like it was done when I was their age.  Too many other activities going on in their young lives I suppose.  When I was their age we didn’t have all of the things that they have today and for sure we couldn’t just pack up, jump in the car and head off to a swimming lesson or piano or whatever like they do today.  If we were going swimming it had to be planned several days in advance.  Of course we could always jump on the bikes and head down to the local pond and dive in.  We didn’t do that many times as it was clear down below Perry and so we had to settle for the creek, which wasn’t bad, just not swimming.

The hunting was done more out of necessity than pleasure back then, but still there was always a lot of fun in camp.  We hunted as a family and you could shoot does or bucks in the day, you could also fill others tags but you had to make sure you didn’t shoot more deer than there were tags in the camp or else trouble was on the horizon.  I watched a guy from another camp come into ours and ask if someone wanted to tag an “extra” deer he had taken, luckily for him there was a guy in camp that was willing to do it.

I suppose for me today, the camping is more of the event than the hunting.  Heckling and cutting up and all meant in good fun.  The food is great and everyone pitches in to get the camp set up and taken down when the time comes.  The hunting is fun too, but it’s more of a ride in the woods with an occasional buck being a bonus when it shows itself.  The mad scramble for caps and to get that first shot off.  I have to grin when I think about it.

Let the thoughts of the hunt begin!

Bears Butt

August 14, 2013

Written on August 14th, 2013 , Hunting/Fishing/Trapping Stories
By: Bears Butt

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The last message I had in this category was having sanded my rifle forearm about 1/8 of an inch to get it away from touching the barrel of my rifle.  Since then the rifle has been in storage and waiting patiently for my return.

I borrowed two different bore sighters from Fat Duck today and employed them both just to see the difference.

Don’t get me wrong because I don’t know which one will get me on paper the best but here are my results.

One is a Cabela’s brand Lazer jobbie that has multiple caliber adapters and could fit into most any caliber gun.  You attach a small plastic tip to the end of the pointer and insert it into the muzzle end of the barrel and then turn it until it’s tight.  Turn on the light and you are ready to go.  It is a simple thing and worked rather well if you ask me.  The down side was I could only scope out to 25 yards with it, which according to all the web sites I’ve been on is plenty of distance and the additional 75 yards you will shoot to zero the rifle should still allow the bullet to hit paper.

So, I took my time and really fine tuned the scope to that little red dot out there at my measured 25 yards.  The scope wasn’t that far off considering what I had done to the stock.  The instructions said that if I did this the bullet would hit the paper out at 100 yards.

I was happy with what I had done and so I put the thing away.

Just out of curiosity I then got out the Bushnell bore sighter, found the insert that fit my 7 mm and set it up according to the instructions.  After getting the scope cross hairs lined up with the sighter system cross hairs (horizontal and verticle) but not necessarily exactly one on top of the other so that the cross hairs aligned, I counted the squares that my scopes cross hairs were off from the sighters cross hairs.  Each square represents a 4 inch distance from the center of the bore of the rifle at 100 yards.

My scope said that my bullet would hit 6 squares to the right and 3 1/2 squares high!  People, that’s 24 inches to the right and 14 inches high!!!!  I would have to be shooting at a refrigerator box layed on its side in order to hit it!

I was sort of beside myself at the difference between the lazer and this other one.  I ponder splitting the difference and moving my cross hairs half the distance to this systems zero, but then said, what the heck and moved my cross hairs to the center of the systems cross hairs.

While reading the instructions it said that if the scopes cross horizontal hairs fall below the horizontal cross hairs on the system that it will hit 4 inches high per square at 100 yards.  So in reality what I saw was my scope would hit 24 inches to the right and 14 inches low, because the scopes cross hairs were above the systems horizontal cross hair line.

Not being a scope shooter, this is crazy thinking to me.  It makes sense to me that if I see the cross hairs above it should be aiming above and if it’s right it’s right and if it’s left it’s left.  The paperwork said nothing about if the scope cross hair is to the right of the vertical that it would hit left of the target at 100 yards and so I trust that common logic hold true here and that right means right and left means left.

I have still not wrapped my head around the high means low and low means high stuff.

So, whenever I do finally get to the range to shoot, I’ll have you on my side about which bore sighter was the more accurate.  Remember I was 6 squares to the right and 3 1/2 squares high, in my view.  Don’t get confused with the 24 inches right and 14 inches low stuff.  When I get finished zeroing my rifle I’ll put the Bushnell system back into the bore and look again at the scope settings as compared to the systems cross hairs and report just where I had to move the scope to zero it.  We may find that the lazer was the king and we opted for a queen (or Joker).

Bears Butt

August 13, 2013

Written on August 13th, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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Taking a short break from pulling weeds and I thought of a great bow hunting story from my past.

Many years ago, Weasel liked to hunt deer with a bow and he was pretty good with shooting a bow.  I had no doubt about him being able to put one in the freezer.  Well we have a mutual friend who at the time also liked to hunt with a bow.  Well I was invited to go with them as a camp cook and orderly as I didn’t hunt with a bow, but liked to go camping and watch the hunters go out and come back and listen to their stories about how the big one got away.

It was opening  weekend of the Utah bow season one year and my friend offered me a seat in his ground blind.  His offer was more to allow me to be there to see him shoot his first buck using a bow and I knew that going into it.  My camera was ready for that first shot and I was going to make sure he and his buck were well preserved on film.

In the blind way before daylight he made sure I was comfortably placed well back up against the large pine tree trunk and out of his way to maneuver for his shot.  We were both doused with some God Awful scent cover that I think he made and we had decided on a quiet signal if I saw a deer coming from behind, I was to slowly reach out and touch him on the shoulder indicating which side the deer was coming.  This would be the alert that he could expect a deer coming up from behind.  In the meantime he was watching a very good trail leading out of the trees and up onto the bench high above us.

There were literally buck deer everywhere on that mountain when it got light enough to see.  I was shocked and most were feeding in our direction.  My buddy had been here many years in a row and knew the pattern the deer usually took, today was no exception.

Suddenly I saw him tense up and begin to draw, time sort of stood still for me and I’m sure it did for him as well, then I caught a gimps of a deer as it passed within a few yards of our position.  Through the shooting lane in the pine bows I could see it was a nice little 2 point buck and my friend was about to let the air out of it.  FLING!  Went the arrow and right over its back it flew!

The buck did a low duck and then bounded off to never never land!

Turning in my direction my buddy “Dry Dog” whispered “Damn it!” and then knocked another arrow.  It wasn’t but a few minutes when I saw a deer approaching from behind and I touched Dogs left shoulder.  He turned slightly to view through another lane just as the buck passed through and out in front of us, almost to the same place the other buck was been when the arrow missed.  Dog drew back and held waiting for the buck to take that one last step and when it did, TWANG…off went the arrow straight and true.  Well it went as straight and true as they can and once again it flew over the bucks back!  Off and into the trees went buck number 2.

Again the stare from Dry Dog as he knew he had that one in the bag and with miss number 2 he was not a very happy guy and made it clear to me not to make any remarks, even though not a word was said.

About an hour later, the deer feeding on the hillside were slowly filtering into places to lay down for the heat of the day.  But here came a really nice buck, I’m going to say it was a 4X4 because I’m pretty sure it was, but time gets away from a guy and it was a long time ago when this happened.  That big old buck came right at our position and stood out there about 30 yards staring into the base of that tree.  He knew something wasn’t quite right and so there he stood.  Dry Dog was at about a half crouch and half drawn and frozen in place for the stare down.  Pretty soon old Dry Dog couldn’t hold either his half crouched position nor his half drawn bow and he slowly relaxed both.  The buck still stood there intently looking for what it knew was not right under that tree.

As curiosity killed the cat, that buck started foot stomping and coming our way.  I think they do that to try and scare out whatever it is under a bush or rock that has them nervous, but anyway here it came closer and closer, ever watching for something under that tree.  Both of us were frozen.  Soon, that bucks nose was right outside the shooting lane looking in on us, not 10 feet away.  We were without any chance for a shot.

Soon the buck decided there wasn’t anything to worry about, and in reality there wasn’t because when the buck turned to walk down and to our left, Dry Dog was up, full drawn and aiming at that bucks vitals…FLING went the arrow straight toward its mark…thwack!  Right into a bushy little tree next to the buck and off ran buck number 3 for the day.  But then something really weird happened!  The buck started coming back with that curious look again and coming right toward us.  Dry Dog had to move quietly and quickly to knock another arrow and this he did with lightning speed.  The buck came closer and then turned sideways about 30 yards straight out from the shooting lane and Dog was on him big time…TWACK when the arrow out through the window, but this time it touched a branch of the pine we were hiding under and the arrow went almost straight up as it flew.  Needless to say, that buck is still running to this day!

Now old Dry Puppy is as mad as a wet hen and went into a semi quiet temper tantrum.  In his kneeling position he couldn’t kick up much dust, but he sure made for an interesting sight as he moved from left to right and up and down, calling out everything bad anyone could ever think of including cussing his equipment for failing to put any of the 3 bucks on the ground.  Good Grief Dry Dog, give me a break!  He even went so far as to offer me his last arrow to try and do better.  I whispered that he was only offering so he could citizens arrest me for not having a license to bow hunt.  That calmed him down enough to realize there was another buck coming down the hill in our direction.

Again, just like two of the three shots before, this buck came feeding down slowly and passed in front of the shooting lane not 20 yards out.  He had no clue we were anywhere within a million miles and it fed slowly past.  Dry Dog has to make this shot count as it’s his last arrow.  4 in the quiver and one in the bow, that is what we started with and now all he has is the one in the bow!  Get it Dog!  Get it!  That is what I was thinking and when he let that arrow go, I don’t know what happened, but that buck was a dead buck standing out there, it just didn’t know it.

I have never seen such a pretty picture of an arrow as it arched its way toward the tree line never to be seen again.  Almost in slow motion it traveled with the morning sun shining on the ever rotating red feather on the back of the arrow shaft, turn, turn, turn, just as pretty as ever.  Of course the buck never saw it, he was looking at us and just standing there wondering what all the noise was.

Dry Dog had lost it completely!  And had stood up under those branches hard enough to almost cold cock himself and then stumbled out from under the blind kicking and cussing.  I crawled out as well and the deer didn’t move until I came out, at which time it boogied.

We went in search of the arrows that lay here and there among the trees and bushes and I think we found two of the five, but they had issues that needed to be fixed before they could be used again.  And so, back to camp we ambled.  Dry Dog cussing under his breath and sometimes not so under his breath.

So much for a good morning bow hunting!  Thanks Dry Dog for the story.  I think it was a wise choice on your part to switch over to muzzleloading for deer after that day.  AND there is a moral to this story:  Don’t let Bears Butt go out hunting with you unless you intend to read about it some day on Bears Butt Dot Com!

Bears Butt

August 5, 2013

 

Written on August 5th, 2013 , Hunting/Fishing/Trapping Stories
By: Bears Butt

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Concerned about my Ruger number 1 rifle and it’s lack of consistency in hitting the target where I am trying to make it hit, I put a thread out on my favorite outdoors forum, Utah Wildlife Network.  Check them out sometime.

Anyway, it didn’t take long for one of the older members of the forum to come back with the fact that the forearm mounting screw just might be too tight.  I don’t know these pork gun issues as well as perhaps I should and so I went on line to see if I could find anything out there to support this guys claim as one of my rifles possible  issues.

What I found was that a whole bunch of Ruger No. 1 owners have experienced the same thing as I have and that the mounting screw seems to hold the key to making them more accurate.  More pressure means some tension against the barrel, which when fired, causes the movement of the barrel to be inconsistent…harmonics it’s called.

I kept digging and found an article printed in 1977 in Rifle Magazine.

http://www.riflemagazine.com/magazine/PDF/ri51partial.pdf

It was around that date that Sherry picked up my Ruger rifle and so to have an article written at that time explaining the issue makes a lot of sense.  The Ruger No. 1 rifle was like the coming out of an old rifle action, the falling block, and putting it on a new fangled stock and in modern calibers.  I fell in love with the lo0ks of the rifle and the fact that it was a single shot rifle made it even more intriguing, since I’m very big on saving bullets and making that one shot count.

So too for others who bought the rifles in various calibers and I’m sure some of them have never fired their guns, they just bought them to say they have them and to show them off to their buddies.  But for those of us who bought them to use them, we quickly found that although they could produce some tight sighting in patterns, the consistency in those groupings  from year to year was lacking.

I worked with a fellow who also bought a Ruger No. 1 in 308 caliber about the same time as I got mine and his comments were that his first shot fired at the range would go wherever it wanted to go and then after that the bullets would begin to pattern.  Mine is the same way and so I don’t clean it if I am planning on using it within a month or so.  Did Soda Grizz learn this the hard way too and that is the reason he doesn’t ever clean any of his guns?

Bears Butt

August 4, 2013

Written on August 4th, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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Weasel and I headed out to shoot our rifles again today.  We went to the Three Mile Creek range West of Perry…they were open, but had no range master.  I called the Box Elder County Sheriffs office and asked them if it would be ok to shoot without the range master present.  They said no.

So there we stood for 45 minutes waiting for no-one.  Meanwhile another shooting enthusiast came and we left him after he had been there over a half hour.  We decided to head over to the Logan range.

These sight in mean a lot at this time of year.  For one, my 7mm was not sighted in the last time because I had forgotten to take a tool to open up the vertical adjustment locator.  After shooting that time, I came home opened up the adjustment port and cranked it down 20 clicks.  I figured at 1/4 inche p/click it would put it down the 5 inches it was too high.

So, back at the range I expected to hit right about an inch high above the 100 yard bull…BLAM….7 inches LOW!  I mean below the paper low!  My mouth dropped open.  I cranked it up 10 clicks, shot 2 shots, and hit about half way toward the bull.  I cranked it up 5 more clicks, shot 2 shots and it was still hitting low, but a bit closer.  I cranked it up 5 more clicks, shot 2 shots and it was just over top of the bull about 2 inches but all the shots I had taken today were to the left about 3 inches.  So I moved the sight to the right about 5 clicks.  Let the barrel rest and cool down a bit and then shot 4 more shots, all of which hit between 2 and 3 1/2 inches high and right over top of the bull.  I don’t think I can do any better than that the way I shoot.  I consider it sighted in.

So, my biggest question:  Why did it not shoot exactly where it ended up shooting last time out?  It was shooting 7 or 8 inches high last week and I lowered the adjustment down those 20 clicks, which should have been 5 inches of adjustment downward.  I shoot and it’s wayyyy low, I end up cranking it up those same 20 clicks and it’s right where I want it…I don’t get it!

The mounts have been checked and they are all tight…Too tight?  Is there such a thing?

I was not resting the barrel on the wooden block, I was holding the stock in my left hand and the hand was resting on the block, so barrel float is still ok (or should be).

Do they make scope adjustments that are in bigger increments going in a downward direction than when adjusting upwards?  I would think not.

I don’t get it!

Anyway, we also had my 17 hmr to put to the test and it too was way out of adjustment, now it is almost a tack driver at 100 yards.

Then over to the 22 range and 50 yards to sight in the Ruger 10-22’s that both Weasel and I have.  Mine required just a bit of adjustment to bring it home at the 50 yard line.  Weasels adjusted in quickly from its newly mounted scope and bore sighting.

So, all the rifles are ready for action.

Bears Butt

August 3, 2013

Written on August 3rd, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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So you just finished reading “Where to Shoot an Elk”, I’ll tell you the answer…”Right next to the road”!  That’s where you shoot an elk!

So all day long and I suspect from now until the hunt begins I’ll be thinking about this hunt..I’m pumped…All the advise I’ve been given so far is just incredible and I’m sure glad I didn’t listen to some of the Nea-sayers because the “pump me up” people are so adamantly in favor of it, I guess I just can’t think of any reason not to be enjoying this ride.

Not only is the fact there that I could potentially shoot a magnificent animal, but I’ll be in some of the prettiest county in the USA to do it.  So, even if I dont’ fill my tag, so what?  I’ve already been in contact with people that have helped to pump me up and that alone is worth the price of the tag.

Speaking of which, I received it today…Tracker…do you want me to “show you the tag”??

MySanJuanTag

There you go!

Bears Butt

August 1, 2013

Written on August 1st, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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Still more information being received about the San Juan Late Elk Hunt and more and more it looks like I made a correct decision on  accepting the tag.  I can’t let you know everything about this hunt and the information I have gotten, but I can tell you my attitude about this hunt is growing more and more positive all the time.  There are some very knowledgeable people out there who know this area very well.

As for me right now, I have a tough decision to make regarding shooting the first bull I see when on this hunt.  Maybe I need to consider my muzzleloader a little more as well.

Yesterday some discussion was had on where to shoot a big bull elk once it’s within range (say under 200 yards).  The key to shooting a big bull, according to my source, is to anchor it right where it stands.  His experience has been perfectly placed shots to the lungs and heart area which resulted in him having to track it for miles before he found it piled up.  This, according to him, happened more than once with one traveling 5 miles before he was able to get a second shot in it to put it down.  Upon cleaning the animals, the first one had both lungs collapsed but no hit to the heart.  The second on had one collapsed lung and no heart hit.  When you think about how big an elk is and the size of the chest cavity, you would have to know exactly where the heart sits in relation to the rest of the vital organs to make that shot especially if you were in a hurry to take the shot.

So, his advise is to shoot higher on the shoulder and hope to break the shoulder bones and possibly the backbone.  I’ll be dreaming about that shot for the next few months.

Bears Butt

August 1, 2013

Written on August 1st, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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A little addition to the Elk hunt coming up.  Last night while talking to my neighbor about the luck of getting this tag, he said he has a brother in law who hunts this area A LOT!  He gave me his name and where he works and I’ll be calling him today.

Hopefully he can steer me in some direction that just might kick out a nice bull elk.  More to come after the discussion with him.

Bears Butt

July 31, 2013

Written on July 31st, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS
By: Bears Butt

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Today was a travel day until about 3 p.m. and since then it’s been back on this black box looking up more information about this big old hunting unit called the San Juan!

I decided to go back to the DWR website and look up the CWMU’s for this area and sure enough I found another one…only this time it is on the West side of Monticello.  If all the boundaries are correct from the DWR office this CWMU covers even the property where Dennis kills his buck every year on the muzz hunt…not a good thing.  So, is the boundary incorrect as posted by the DWR or has Dennis been getting away with something?

Further investigation shows that the CWMU does not go as far West as Dennis thought it did.  This is a good thing providing the DWR boundary is correct.  At any rate, further to the West along a road that is open all year round, is a off shoot road that pretty much follows the forest service boundary.  This boundary is absolutely an area we can hunt and travel on.

So, feeling somewhat relaxed about that, I went in search of the local averages for temperature, rainfall and/or snow depth and this is what I found.

During the month of November and at the elevation of 9100 feet, they average a high of 37, low of 12 and precipitation in the form of snow 11.5 inches (2 inches of moisture)…it looks like our travel plans for 9,000 feet and above will be stopped unless things are below average this year.  Down on the valley floor (Blanding) at 6,000 feet above sea level, the average temps are 47 and 23 respectively, with 1.23 inches of moisture and 6.4 inches of snow.

If we do some interpolating, we should be able to hunt from 7,500 ft and lower, and expect an average snow depth of 9 inches.  Providing it doesn’t drift, we should be ok as long as we chain up and go slow.

My hopes are for a dryer than normal year, at least until this hunt is over and the weather allows us to look this country over really good.  Again, the pictures I’m seeing on the internet really show off this place really well!

Bears Butt

July 30, 2013

Written on July 30th, 2013 , DREAM HUNTS

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