web analytics

Saturday, January 26th, 2013

Ralphie grows up.

I have always been a big fan of the Savage 99. I consider it to be the pinnacle of sporting levergun design, and  one of the loveliest, to my eye. And it came in such a variety of calibers, though sadly, none of them are currently deer legal in Indiana.

It is my opinion that the 99 represents the Savage high water mark, a very nice rifle that showed the world the capabilities of Savage. Since then they have sort of become the company of beechwood and plastic stocked Walmart rifles. Sure, they’re great shooters and any rifle is better than no rifle, but never since have they made better engineered nor prettier guns.




So it gives me some pause to find a very nice rifle in great condition that has been treated in this way.

I have to presume that the individual who did this may have taken his cue from the old Daisy Buck Jones rifle made famous by Jean Shepherd, but the Daisy rifle was made out of stamped sheet metal and brass, and the Savage is casehardened tool steel- a LOT of it. I assume the guy set the compass down on the stock to decide where he wanted it. He had to mark the place where he would drill the hole.  


You would have thought, that one time in that whole process, he would notice that the compass always points to the receiver.

So wednesday last

I’m standing outside of McCarran, texting my contact on the ground.

What you driving?

Silver minivan

Sweet. Will see you in a bit

Airport only a few miles away.


 Silver minivan pulls up and I grab the door handle, open the door, and



Asian woman, who is not my contact on the ground, utterly terrified by the large cracker who has attempted to enter her van.


Cabbie get lost?

Nope, had to attend to some business first. Seeya soon.

Walk to the OTHER side of McCarran, trundle off to the end of the hackstand, and give the cabbie the address.


I wonder if the Asian lady had to go change her drawers. I nearly did.