Thanx,Bill & Chris!
I started reloading in 1974,with my two B'rers,who live about a half mile on either side of me,yet today.
They are two of the best friends any man could ask for.We've never had an argument,and we split the cost of handloading equipment three ways,always.
Older B'rer Byron is the man who taught B'rer Bill & I to hunt.He'll turn 69 on 3Aug11, and he can track a lizard across a dry rock.
Younger B'rer Bill is 3 years younger than me,making him 54. He can see in the dark.
The old timer who taught us to handload
(Reloading is what you do, before your gun runs empty! Handloading is the precision art of bettering factory ammo consistently,while searching for that one-hole group! )
Anyway,where was I?
Aw,OK.The old-timer who taught us to handload was OCD,and a Safety FREAK. He hand-weighed every single round he loaded....so guess what? So do we!
And by 'we', what I mean is: we never handload without all 3 of us,side-by-side,in Gnarly's Handloading Emporium & Den Of Iniquity.
And that's an ironclad rule we've always had.
We do case prep one night,then clean the tools & drink coffee.
Next time we get together,we seat primers,drop powder,and seat bullets.
Actually,we all seat primers,then B'rer Bill drops powder and weighs it on the 10-10 manual scale.
Then he passes it to B'rer Byron,who weighs it again on an electronic jewelers scale we sto I mean bought at a yard sale.
If all is good, he hands it to me....neither of them will seat bullets.Not since we went to micrometer dies.
Then it gets stuck in the fine Sinclair comparator,and measured for C.O.L.
A quick wipe-off,to get the Hornady One-Shot lube off,and it's ready for business.
And I believe either one of them could 'drive' our quickLOAD program,but they mostly watch over my shoulder.It's on a dedicated laptop,next to the tool chest.
I have a headful of memories....