The blast-furnace weather that beset us since Labor Day Weekend abated for a week or so, and that was kinda pleasant for awhile. It got me to thinking about desert runs to do a bit of shooting, and that the 32s have been neglected for a while. The heat was back yesterday though, and 92* here can equal 105*-108* near Desert Center, so things can wait.
I was fossicking around in the cabinets I store the consumables within, and saw some 32/20 WCF loads that were loaded in1998. R-P brass, too--which I thought I shot up and replaced with the far better Starline stuff. 6.0 x SR-4756 behind #311316. 24 years ago I still thought gas checks in revolver ammo running 875-900 FPS wasn't complete heresy. Heresies are more affordable when GCs ran $16/1K instead of the current tariff levels.
Buckshot dragged me out on a local toy store crawl yesterday. The good news? My name on the 6" Colt Python waiting list is at the top now. Fingers remained crossed, apparently the transition of Colt into the CZ-USA universe has been slowed to the speed of glacier advance since Colt is deeply involved in .gov contracts. There was a near-new Springfield Armory M1A @ $1700 that was tempting, but my maturity held. The shop is still selling Glock 17 @ $550 (saw it get papered), and SIG-Sauer P-226 and 229 (9mm) were under MSRP @ $1009. Had that 229 been in 40 S&W, dealer Sean's palm would have been crossed with silver. Most curious of all was an interesting EBR that the shop's armorer was attaching a scope and mount to. It was in 7.62 x 51, and was described as "The (illegitimate) child of an AR-10 and FAL." I saw the family resemblance. It was a Steiner scope of some kind. The rifle should have been verboten due to CA's AW idiocies, I guess the recent court challenges (God Bless Judge Benitez!) have muddied the waters enough to prompt such purchases.