As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I visited the legend of Peter Hathaway Capstick and his drooling entourage before in his fraud writing, propped up by the gun editors who pollute script like all editors do, when Pedro wrote that he loaded a 600 pound wild boar on an Argentine pony………that is too much weight for a horse. His idiot editor though did not catch it, as all these city boys are shit for brains and stick up the ass together.
It was in the same boring book or reposting of articles Capstick created for gun magazines that he wandered in Death in a Lonely Land, to fishing…….no killer fish…….and to pellet size in shooting birds which brings this to the lesson phase as you are not going to have things explained to you in any outdoor publication, because the owners are all assholes, they hire asshole editors who hire other assholes who do this cookie cutter story shit, spewing out the same shit.
Capstick goes full Don Zutz in the claim that little pellets kill big everything. Zutz did time at Fur Fish Game and used to gag me with his energy charts “proving” that more little pieces of shot kill better by volume of pounds per whatever than one big bullet through John Kennedy’s brain. Yes if only John Kennedy had a little girl throw a handful of sand at his head, it would have taken the entire head off…….as that is the theory when tested in the real world.
Capstick trolls onto the pages with #9 shot and killing geese with head shots. For those who do not know #9……….think of those little candy pellets insane people sprinkle on Christmas cookies……………those pellets are like bowling balls compared to #9 in how small it is. That though is going to kill everything on the planet. For some reason Capstick never takes a 22 hunting dangerous game, he always goes with big heavy bullets……..that part he does not delve into, to explain.
So let us open school with some real world experiences of the popular girl, as this Capstick nonsense which appeared in Guns and Ammo for some insane reason, was put into print.
I was hunting one afternoon with 3 guys, pheasant hunting, at 60 yards a cock got up and flew in front of us. I am not a pass shooter as my brain does things different in leads and stuff, and I do still kill quite allot of things, but my dead brother wonders how I hit anything in how I figure how to lead a bird.
So dead brother, asshole brother in law, and his friend are there. They open up on this bird flying in front of us, at around 60 yards. They all miss multiple times. As I save my shells, I waited and did my cosmic computer figured lead and I pull the trigger. BOOM, the bird falls dead. I never said a word, but got the congratulations……….mind you my brother is the 3 best shot I have ever seen, he missed, so that kind of tells you this was a scratch shot.
So I do autopsies on all my animals as I like learning things. No pellets were in the body. None were in the head. The bird was dead. Don’t think on that too long as I have another example.
I was out one sunny spring morning when a fox was creeping around the place, so I stalked it and came around the chicken coup and as it was acting foxy and immune to death, I belted the bastard with a 3 inch magnum load of lead BB’s. I killed it, but to my utter surprise and horror, there was a robin unseen in the branches over it about 8 foot up, and it dropped dead to the ground. I was stunned. Walked over and hoped it was just stunned, but it was one dead robin. No pellets.
I shot that pheasant with what I call Catwacker loads, my brother came up with in a light fast moving load, of #2 lead. Loved the loads. Shot lots of feral cats with that as cats take allot of lead, but you smack a cat with a shotgun and they anchor.
The bright physics children will be figuring out what I am talking about when Capstick was braining geese with #9 birdshot and thinking he was killing them with those little pellets.
I killed that pheasant not with pellets, but with muzzle blast, I knocked the life out of it, just like that robin which I was not even shooting at. The shockwave of an explosion carries force in the liquid atmosphere. World War II had examples of high explosive shells, knocking the life out of entire families sitting at a table. House was not destroyed, but the people from the shockwave to their system died.
Jack O’Connor of Outdoor Life gave examples of the 270 Winchester knocking the life out of deer in dropping them dead in their tracks. It was the shock to the nervous system in perfect energy transfer.
These idiots who claim small shot kills, in a number of cases are having a transfer of energy charge doing the killing and they being idiots, think it is the smaller shot. That is not what is taking place and this is a Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter and the gun assholes of magazines can pay me a big check for this exclusive as sooner or later some asshole is going to steal this and not mention me again.
Personally, I grew up shooting 6’s as I was a bad shot then. I soon found they did not reach out very far. I switched to 4’s and did better. My Grandpa who was the best wing shot I ever knew, hated 4’s. He shot 2’s for long range and 6’s for close. When Beloved Uncle started getting more pellets than meat into birds, Grandpa switched him to 2’s.
I would that Donald Trump would make me Nazi Shell and Cartridge Feuhrer. I would set things right in the USA.
I would open up shot mills. I would only allow the manufacture of BBB, BB, 1, 2, 3, 5 and 7 1/2 shot. The pity of even number bias is that the odd number shots are superior in killing ability. One needs the energy downrange.
Capstick takes a cheap shot at Elmer Keith who swore by #3 lead shot for big birds. #3 is a fantastic pellet. I prefer the #1 as I was shooting them at ducks and was amazed how good they were, when it came to that worthless steel. It is the combination of pattern energy transfer and the shot size in that cloud of energy that envelops a bird. That explains why Capstick in his ignorance had some little ass shot teal with 4 shot fly a mile and then die, while he claimed 9’s would have anchored them. No the cloud would have anchored them and that is doubtful as his patterns were blown and the 4 with velocity should have downed that small bird. It had no shock, to rolled up feathers around the lead shot for energy transfer.
As you can appreciate by now, Peter Capstick and his crowd of uneducated in the rules of Newtonian Physics are complete fools. They see an elephant taking a shit and think, ‘The forest has shoved itself down that poor elephant’s throat and it is shitting to save it’s life”, instead of the obvious in the elephant ate the forest.
I do not have access to #2 12 gauge handloads anymore for shooting feral cats, so I do my short range work with a bolt action, Sears or Monkey Wards, 20 gauge, loaded with 6 shot. Thumps cats, skunks……the whole shebang well, just as delightfully as when I thumped the neighbors huge black lab with 12 gauge BB’s as he was running all over the country and was in our yard when I dispensed. Like the 20, it was the impact of the explosion carried through the air and like a bat hitting the skull of the animal which knocked the life out of it. Put lead balls in close range and it blows big holes in added impact, but that same impact is there like a bat to the head as it is moving air.
This explains this even for the most dull brains in the world out there, well probably not that Pedro worshipping lot of suit editors who don’t know jack shit. I will close this up though with a trophy pheasant example.
Our neighbors rented out their land to out of state vermin, and one of my brother’s friends was wetting his penis in one of the whorish girls so he invaded our shooting space with his entourage of pick uploads of these sheep. They had hunted everything but one day I went through late in the year in a corral of weeds which were 9 foot high with my Irish Setter. We got one cock bird pheasant out of there as that is all there was, and I plugged it with 4’s or 2’s.
When I brought that bird home and did my inspection, I just rolled my eyes. That bird had 8 shot, 2 shot, 4 shot, 6 shot and BB’s………I knew the BB’s came from the wet penis friend of my brothers as that is what he shot as he knew what it took to bring down wild pheasants. This bird had survived being shot at numerous times from heavy to light, but he survived, until he met me, with an appropriate load, delivered with impact force, which knocked it out of the air dead.
I had never seen a bird carrying that much lead………and I had to cut out the old shots as they were kind of green or purple, as you did not waste meat, but I must have got a good does of pheasant white blood cells in that meal.
I highly doubt Peter Hathaway Capstick will appear here ever again as I have lost all respect for him, in his 600 pound pigs loaded on ponies and his being so dense in not understanding the physics of a shot charge in transfer of energy.
OK one more story. My brother had me shooting as a tyke his 20 gauge Remington. I hated that gun as it was gutless. To let me kill something we crawled on geese, and he let me have the first shot. So with #2 lead I shot a Canada goose, sitting in the head and neck. Fricking goose tried getting up and flew away, which my brother than shot.
Autospy……neck was full of a half dozen shot pellets just under the skin. Limited penetration, no energy transfer and that was the last time I heard anything more about that stupid 20 gauge. The shot cloud may have with smaller shot transferred kill energy, but having been around birds a while, most of the time they are not presenting their heads to you, to whack at.
That about sums up this article.
Nuff Said
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