My wife and all my gals escaped to the Big City for some relief from Cabin Fever, and Sonny is down with a stomach bug. So it was a one-man show manhauling the sledge and some gunsmithing tools up to the range today. A light drizzle reminded me of the coming spring, in spite of 3 feet of snow and covered range markers...

I thinned the front sight of the SIG and since then rezeroed it with 140 grain FPFMJ Sellier & Bellot. What a great pistol that is. Makes a guy feel comfy-cozy when it's getting dark and the wolves start howling.

Ditto the Makarov. I dehorned it with files, wet-dry sandpaper and elbow grease some time ago and then had Mel Doyle of Plummer, Idaho, reblue it. I also lowered the sights during the slicking-up so's they don't get snagged in my pants when jerked out while carted around Mexican-style. Those little things drive tacks. Better than the Walther they were patterned after. If a fellow knew how to shoot, he could make them sing.

Made for a bulky load to haul, with the ammo, anvils and such but what else is there to do on a Saturday afternoon?

The portable Gunsmith Shop:

The innards:

Work in progress:

Checking targets:

The SIG after leaning on the file and swinging the hammer:

The Mak makes for a nice carry iron, in town or on the trapline:

A reminder to get packed up before dark:

The trek home: