OLD MISSOURI HILLBILLY SITE
VOLUMES 199 & 200 -------- JANUARY/FEBRUARY 2019
SHOOTIN', HUNTIN', AND RELOADIN'
WITH THE OL' MISSOURI HILLBILLY
I'm gonna turn back the clock to a couple more notes about our Shot Show trip. As reported previously, we stayed in St. George, UT both coming and going. Since our Yukon's navigation system was still not working and we had a few hours to spare, I took the car to Newby Buick/GMC in St. George on our return trip to have it checked out. The Tech who diagnosed the problem came in to the waiting room in a short while, and informed me, "The problem is, it don't know where it's at."
Well, hell, I knew that! The last time I checked the vehicle location feature it said it was at Temple Bay Marina, Arizona! (I later looked that up and it's on Lake Mead several miles East of Las Vegas)
"Seriously", he said, "The antenna on top of the car has apparently gotten water under it and shorted out." You need a new one and we don't have any." So much for that! We still managed to make it back home without those irritating instructions from the 'Bitch In The Box' behind the dashboard! (I think there's a way to change the automated woman to a masculine voice, but I haven't figured it out yet!)
I dropped the Yukon off at Becker Buick in Spokane after we got home, and they had the antenna replaced the next day. Seems a shame to pay $400 to fix something that irritating. But when in strange territory it can be helpful.
Another feature I like when on a trip is tied to the XM radio system. The weather feature shows a radar map for a wide area surrounding the car's current location, and updated about every 10 minutes. This is handy to see what driving hazards may be coming up on your travel route. By timing our progress, we were able to avoid some snow on the trip to Las Vegas. Obviously, when the vehicle "Don't know where it's at" the weather radar doesn't do one much good.
As also reported on the Shot Show 2019 page, since this was likely our last trip to the Show, we elected to stay at the Venetian Hotel, as it is the host venue. As compared to the old Casino Royale Best Western, the Venetian is a bit more upscale. Things like the electrically powered draperies and expensive snacks, candy, and beverages available 'in-room' for example. Then there's the two level suite with living/sitting room two steps down from the bedroom. The bathroom had lights and mirrors everywhere, but I still could hardly see to shave!
From the bedroom to the living room. (The window overlooks the pool deck from the 22nd floor. Too bad the entire deck was being re-built and the view consisted only of construction workers.)
The Bathroom. (The reason the photo is a bit crooked, I was holding the camera around the door frame so I didn't appear in the mirror. I had already learned that standing in the doorway in one's underwear while taking the picture was not desirable.)
Speaking of in-room amenities, Ann was quick to point out a beer can sized container with a pull tab top. This container was labeled "Love Box."
Here it is!
The can's contents were printed on the reverse side, but I think I'll forgo listing them as I try to keep my site pretty much rated no higher than PG. According to the price list, opening the can would result in $45 added to your room charges. On second thought, I will list one of the contents: "One Temporary Tattoo." What the hell is that for?
Another 'turn back the clock' that I neglected in my deer hunting segment last time concerns some items that may be of interest to my Shootin', Huntin', and Reloadin' friends.
First, I neglected to mention that my doe was shot twice with the same bullet! That's right, the bullet passed through the neck and lodged just under the skin in the right rear hip area. The bullet did not pass through the body on the way to the hip, but was in the air momentarily before lodging there.
The deer was standing, facing me, and a shot to the chest would have passed into the paunch area that is best avoided if one wants a 'clean' field dressing chore. At less than 50 yards, I'm comfortable with a neck shot, though at longer ranges I prefer putting the bullet into the 'boiler room'.
Another advantage to a neck shot is, the animal almost always drops in its tracks when done properly. This year both of my deer as well as Ann's buck were neck shots with no tracking job required. Ann's doe and both of Rick's deer were fatal lung shots which usually results in a mad dash for 50 to 100 yards before going down.
I was reminded that I hadn't covered this territory when I ran on to the bullet from my doe that had been placed on a shelf in the shop while skinning.
Remains of a 165 grain .30-06 bullet.
All our family deer kills were with factory ammo this year. The bullet pictured is from a .30-06 Winchester Super X, 165 grain Power Point. The spent bullet weighed 122 grains on my 50+ year old Redding balance beam scale. (Check weights show this old scale to be just as accurate as the two digital scales in my reloading equipment.) This is a weight retention of just under 74%, which is about as expected from a 'cup and core' non bonded bullet.
Ann's deer were taken with her .308, also with Winchester Super X Power Point bullets, in 150 grain weight. Rick's ammunition was Hornady Custom with 130 grain SST bullets.
On February 4th Ann and I celebrated our 57th wedding anniversary. In past years we usually celebrated with dinner at a favorite restaurant and spent the night in a nice hotel suite in the area. Except for our 50th of course. That one was a big party at the Elks Lodge with friends and relatives coming in from as far away as Missouri. To see a few photos from that party, click HERE.
This year the celebration began on February 3rd with my short trip to Safeway to pick up some roses. Ann found that four dozen will not fit into her favorite vase, so the overflow had to go into another.
Three dozen roses for Little Heifer.
And another dozen.
Next day, after exchanging cards, we began the schedule of events that Ann had requested; a Bloody Mary at Whispers Lounge in the Coeur d'Alene Resort Hotel, a cheeseburger at Hudson's Hamburgers a couple of blocks up the street, then a short car ride for Cold Stone Ice Cream.
Here we are at Hudson's
Angela cooking and Tyson serving.
How could one not like this juicy little item?
For a short history of Hudson's Hamburgers in a previous newsletter, go HERE and check out the August 4 entry. We did see a sign on the door that Hudson's would be closing February 11th for a couple of weeks for a re-model. Will be anxious to see that since the current configuration has seen no change for the 30+ years we've lived here.
Here she is with her Cold Stone favorite called Strawberry Blonde.
This month's hillbilly wisdom comes from West Texas Philosopher Summit Brady: (He calls it Cowboy Wisdom, but that and Hillbilly Wisdom are obviously twins)
"Being right isn't nearly as important as knowing when to shut up."
Well, it's time to shut down here, so. . . . .
'Til next time, Keep 'em shootin' straight, shoot 'em often, and above all, BE SAFE!!!
THE OL' HILLBILLY
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