flm_shooter
40 Cal.
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Stop me if you've heard this one before...
So I was at the range last month shooting a match and having a problem with ignition. Hangfires, flash in the pan, you name it. This was a custom flinter made in 1978 by an Ohio gunsmith for my father. It has sat on the wall for many years between uses.
Anyway, the old-timers amble over and start offering advice (all greatly appreciated!). They noted that, although I was using a prick to clean out the vent, it was oddly shaped. It was a hand-wrought iron piece that probably didn't reach halfway through the barrel. They promptly whittled up a new one from a plastic stick they found.
Yes, you guessed it. I loaded up, walked toward the firing line and whacked that plastic piece with my hand. Snapped it clean off right at the touchhole.
FIRST thing we did was pull the bullet and dump the charge. Then we spent an hour trying to get that plastic out. The touchhole liner had a verrrry shallow screwdriver cut on it, but nothing would grab hold.
I gave up the match, went home, and pulled out an easy-out. The touchhole liner just laughed at it. To make a long story short, I took the barrel to a friend's machine shop. One large vise and drill-press later, I had it out. The original gunsmith had lock-tighted the liner in.
Now I have a non-functional rifle, a couple new touchhole liners on order, and a new-found respect for anyone who ever put a feather in their touchhole.
So I was at the range last month shooting a match and having a problem with ignition. Hangfires, flash in the pan, you name it. This was a custom flinter made in 1978 by an Ohio gunsmith for my father. It has sat on the wall for many years between uses.
Anyway, the old-timers amble over and start offering advice (all greatly appreciated!). They noted that, although I was using a prick to clean out the vent, it was oddly shaped. It was a hand-wrought iron piece that probably didn't reach halfway through the barrel. They promptly whittled up a new one from a plastic stick they found.
Yes, you guessed it. I loaded up, walked toward the firing line and whacked that plastic piece with my hand. Snapped it clean off right at the touchhole.
FIRST thing we did was pull the bullet and dump the charge. Then we spent an hour trying to get that plastic out. The touchhole liner had a verrrry shallow screwdriver cut on it, but nothing would grab hold.
I gave up the match, went home, and pulled out an easy-out. The touchhole liner just laughed at it. To make a long story short, I took the barrel to a friend's machine shop. One large vise and drill-press later, I had it out. The original gunsmith had lock-tighted the liner in.
Now I have a non-functional rifle, a couple new touchhole liners on order, and a new-found respect for anyone who ever put a feather in their touchhole.