Rendezvous II
Copyright© 2017 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 26
Karen
Spring came. My class was done. I was disappointed in my students. They had all done a superlative job building ... but they were KITS! The hard part was done. Uberti Santa Fe Hawken kits come assembled. There’s no guess or by gosh. They fit! Everything fits. The guns were beautiful ... as good as mine ... and mine was a beauty.
The wood was a wonder to behold. It shot straight and true. I had built the rifle with a long barrel... 35 inches.
Then I drilled six “S size” holes in the face of the muzzle three inches deep and parted the barrel at 33 inches leaving a two inch stub that I pinned with six 0.125 inch diameter 2 and 7/8 inch pins. The stub ends of the pins were threaded to 1/8th NFT and fitted with a slot for a screwdriver. The pins were screwed in to the stub barrel leaving 7/8ths of an inch of the pins extended. This stub was fitted to the barrel, reamed and rifled when the barrel was rifled ... a false muzzle. Loading was accomplished by short starting a .525 lubricated pillow ticking patched round ball through the false muzzle and into the 33 inch barrel then using the ramrod to seat the patched ball on the powder charge. The false muzzle was then removed, the lock primed and the round applied to the target.
Since the cut off piece was rifled at the same time as the barrel, the 1” in 48” twist rifling lined up perfectly. I wasn’t hunting with this rifle ... this was a paper shooter. At two hundred yards the rifle exceed a minute of angle and often placed two or more balls in the same hole. I won many Hudson’s Bay four stripe blankets shooting at weekend shoots.
There are times when it pays to outshoot the men.
I had used my own homemade “cherry” to cut the mould to cast the lead balls.
In my spare time, using Laubin’s Sioux pattern and a Singer Baby treadle sewing machine, I sewed up an eighteen foot canvas tipi using European hemp canvas ... Sail Cloth. The tipi ... although called an eighteen is actually 19 foot three inches.
The cabin provided access to chokecherry thickets for lacing pins and tent pegs.
I also tanned two hair on buffalo hides taken from animals auctioned off as excess by the Thermopolis based Hot Springs State Park. I dickered for the hides. I skinned the animals for the hides. Labor for hides. Lots of labor.
And I joined the Story Blackpowder shooters club.
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