rburg
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I certainly wouldn't suggest anyone adopt my lazy and slipshod methods. What I've adopted is out of convenience only. One big problem seems to be my weakness and uncomfortableness with lifting a .50 cal can filled with reloads. Worse, once the "stack" of cans gets up above 5 or 6, its just too difficult.
About 10 years ago I rescued from a dumpster bound pallet a stencil maker. It has a big round wheel with all the letters, numbers, and a whole bunch of special characters. We used to be a printing company and the stencils we used were to identify pallets of printed stuff. Its easier and quicker to find a welding supply firm and buy a ball point bottle of paint. My handwriting is pretty bad when at an angle or down low by the floor.
When I find I have nearly identical loads in the same caliber, I use ziplock brand bags. I've never used Hefty, and I like the ziplock bags because of the thickness and because of the seal. My wife keep trying to foist economy brand bags and they're just too thin and unworthy of my premium reloads. In each ziplock goes a handwritten slip showing anything I can think of that might be relevant, like powder, charge weight, bullet brand and weight, and even primer brand. Oh, and date loaded. I include that because sometimes I'm asked how I could trust loads from the 1970s. Easy, the shoot great..still.
I had a very terrible thing happen 5 years ago. Today is the 5th anniversary of moving into this house. I sure wouldn't wish moving on any reloader. I'd just had bypass surgery and was limited to 15# lift limit. Basically, I was unable to even fill my extra ammo cans, much less carry them away. That job fell to my youngest son, then 35. Oldest son somehow begged off the duty. He did do other things.
Anyway, we took a trip to a major gun show and made a "buy". We found a vendor with enough .50 cal cans, and was willing to discount them pretty low as the number I wanted went past 40 of them. Those, plus the ones I already had now rest peacefully in my gun room. One wall, stacked 6 high with the caliber info mostly to the outside. Blank ones are supposed to be empty.
All my meager supply of primers are in a translucent tub with a sealing top. You can get them at any discount store. It moves around but last time I looked, it was on the floor.
Bullets are different. Most of those live in an old library card catalog. 60 drawers, some missing the rod and tension thing. Its strong and weighs as much as a small car, before the bullets. Even the slide out shelves seem strong enough for a tray of bullets. No small thing.
Powder? Under one of my tables. Its dry there. Besides, there is no powder in the gun stores. And what I'm discovering is most of my shooter friends have more ammo and components than the local shops. Sad.
About 10 years ago I rescued from a dumpster bound pallet a stencil maker. It has a big round wheel with all the letters, numbers, and a whole bunch of special characters. We used to be a printing company and the stencils we used were to identify pallets of printed stuff. Its easier and quicker to find a welding supply firm and buy a ball point bottle of paint. My handwriting is pretty bad when at an angle or down low by the floor.
When I find I have nearly identical loads in the same caliber, I use ziplock brand bags. I've never used Hefty, and I like the ziplock bags because of the thickness and because of the seal. My wife keep trying to foist economy brand bags and they're just too thin and unworthy of my premium reloads. In each ziplock goes a handwritten slip showing anything I can think of that might be relevant, like powder, charge weight, bullet brand and weight, and even primer brand. Oh, and date loaded. I include that because sometimes I'm asked how I could trust loads from the 1970s. Easy, the shoot great..still.
I had a very terrible thing happen 5 years ago. Today is the 5th anniversary of moving into this house. I sure wouldn't wish moving on any reloader. I'd just had bypass surgery and was limited to 15# lift limit. Basically, I was unable to even fill my extra ammo cans, much less carry them away. That job fell to my youngest son, then 35. Oldest son somehow begged off the duty. He did do other things.
Anyway, we took a trip to a major gun show and made a "buy". We found a vendor with enough .50 cal cans, and was willing to discount them pretty low as the number I wanted went past 40 of them. Those, plus the ones I already had now rest peacefully in my gun room. One wall, stacked 6 high with the caliber info mostly to the outside. Blank ones are supposed to be empty.
All my meager supply of primers are in a translucent tub with a sealing top. You can get them at any discount store. It moves around but last time I looked, it was on the floor.
Bullets are different. Most of those live in an old library card catalog. 60 drawers, some missing the rod and tension thing. Its strong and weighs as much as a small car, before the bullets. Even the slide out shelves seem strong enough for a tray of bullets. No small thing.
Powder? Under one of my tables. Its dry there. Besides, there is no powder in the gun stores. And what I'm discovering is most of my shooter friends have more ammo and components than the local shops. Sad.
