By : El Oso
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I’ve always been an avid shooter since I was about eight years old. My dad started me with a High Standard Auto and it has grown in the last twenty-one years as much as money would allow. Like most everyone else I know I am not able to buy gun that are not versatile, so when I got into Cowboy Action Shooting I decided these gun are going to do everything. Being cheap and born poor I have been a reloader since I was 15 and since I was hurt and out of work a bullet caster
My cowboy guns consist of a pair of Vaquero’s and a Winchester 94 both in 45 Colt. As strange as it sounds these two American companies were the cheapest way to start. I load these with 6.0gr. Titegroup and a 255gr. Lead that I cast with a LEE mold and wheel weights I buy for 10 cent a pound. The bullets are lubed with a mix of 50% beeswax and 50% olive oil. I use this lube for my black powder rounds for my 45’s and my Sharps replica and I found it worked pretty well for my smokeless rounds to.
With all the shooting I do with these gun I have a lot of faith in my ability with them, this made this a no brainer as to what I would take for our (Missouri) firearms deer season. Armed with my 45-70 Sharps copy with home rolled ammo my right hand Vaquero and kit knife my middle nephew and I put together and finished I was off to the woods.
At zero dark thirty I get to my seat at the base of a nice big ol hedge tree (I think the rest of the world calls them Osage Orange). And in my infinite wisdom decided that it should face south instead of west. I think the deer must have moved it on me, lucky I got up to early to fool me. I finally got all set, which means I had broke out the coffee and granola and was watching the wheat field waiting.
I had my cross sticks set so I would have a nice steady rest. About 40 minutes passed when I glanced to my right and there my buck was about 20 yards and closing. At the rate he was walking and the fact he kept looking my way the rifle was not an option. I was able to slip the thong off of my revolver and ease it out. All kinds of things were going through my head but I knew that with all the duelist style practice that I had done this was an easy shot. When he was about 10 yards I eased the hammer back and took a bead just behind his shoulder and squeezed. At the
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