Been busy.

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Moving driveway gravel from base to top. Cranked up John Deere, dropped the deck, pulled the blades (sharp as marbles), made lots of sparks with my grinder.
Checked the belt – good thing. There was a crack that no doubt would have failed in the back forty. Going to Loews tomorrow for a replacement.
So, in the meantime:

More customer service.

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I sent the box by USPS on Tuesday. Vortex sent an email today (Wisconsin) confirming receipt and letting me know what to expect. So far, so good.
So what did I do with the rest of my day?

Ranging the distance to all the targets by drone!

I used up three complete batteries because I hovered and maneuvered next to each group to get an accurate distance(although the latter targets are off because the drone updated its home location after leaving the bench).

Well, once the drone work was done (and I warmed up in the car (39 degrees, and a brisk damp wind)), I uncased the .308. Yes, I had brought gear in the event I really wanted to shoot. Amazing.

Ballistics were perfect at the 525 boulder, very close at 750 (but with 5 MOA windage correction) and, after a number of rounds, hit 900. Elevation was great, but the wind was all over the place. Very satisfying hearing the steel ring about three seconds after the shot!
Maybe I’ll do some drone footage tomorrow.

AR 10 feeding

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No, not what type of ammo they like. Feeding. As in going into the chamber.
A buddy sent an SOS. Federal Gold Medal Match 168s will not feed in his Aero AR10. The tip catches on the lip of the chamber using all different magazines. Evidently, Aero was less than helpful when approached.

He sent me this pic:

I took pics of mine for comparison:

Do you see what I’m seeing? I think his barrel has a sharp lip, while mine is definitely chamfered.
I’d be tempted to get my dremel, a wool brush and some metal polish and smooth out the lip right in front of the two feed ramps. But then, I have a high tolerance for DIY and risk.

Woe is me.

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It’s April 8. One week until Taxation Is Theft Day.
My Vortex scope is en route to Wisconsin. I’m too lazy to pop another scope on the Ruger 6.5 (more like I don’t want to f up the lapped rings).

I have an appointment in a few days to swap out the snow tires. And having made the appointment, it’s snowing out. Again.

On the other hand, I’m alive and well! For certain definitions of “well”. And the calendar says it’s Spring and almost Black Fly Season!