GUNCRANK DIARIES

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Make Mine A Bisley

Although I lack the aristocratic blue blood of a high society well doer, I do enjoy the grip-frame named after the quaint village of Bisley, England.
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Tank's Modular Moon-Clip...

Anyone who’s ever loaded moon clips by hand knows firsthand how true those words are. Moon clips allow us to shoot rimless cartridges in revolvers by...
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Gunsite Shows You How!

Training is paramount — to survival! As a retired copper, I know good training is more important than which gun, ammo or holster you have.
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Holster How-To

This piece is for you idle-handed hooligans who enjoy the challenge and satisfaction of doing things yourselves. Ever made a shuck?
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Theory Of "Relatively"...

Searching my computer’s photo section, hunting for another story, I never know what’s going to happen. Feeling like I’ve confessed all my past crimes...
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The Guy Who Was There

Sounds crazy, but sometimes Roy and I just talk like regular folks. We were both cops in the LongAgo-FarAway, and sometimes we share cop moments; funny...
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Throat-Choke Is No Joke

I love Ruger revolvers, especially those chambered in .45 Colt. Built tough and able to withstand pressures most other guns can’t, doesn’t mean...
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So... You Want To Make A...

The first time my eyes locked onto Johnny Weissmuller’s Bowie knife tucked in his loincloth watching “Tarzan” movies ruined me. What if I needed to...
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An Interview With Mister B.

Don’t ask me how it happened — there ain’t room here. It took years of clandestine meetings with physicists and fakirs, crystal-gazers and crackpots,...
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"Why Do You Carry A Gun?"

“Connor is taking a sabbatical for an undetermined time. He ain’t being lazy, and he asked nicely and all so I’m letting him do it. In the meantime,...
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More Dramatis Personae

The nine of you who actually read my scribbles know what’s goin’ on, right? I’m trying to tell a story called “Bones in the Bearded Barley,” but...
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Dramatis Personae

Climb in your ’Way-Back Machine and navigate to “Memories” in the July/August Guncrank. Got it? I introduced you to ’Ank, mentioned “Bones in the...
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Training, Bulgogi & Cardboard

At my range, there are certain advantages to being big, scarred, ugly and weird. The image is heightened by raggedy post-apocalyptic clothing, and fancy...
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Memories

Most people take casual strolls down Memory Lane. Me, I tend to trip and plunge off the north bluff of Memory Mountain, smashing into every boulder, tree...
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The Sun Came Up

Late October 2016: I found myself facing two distinctly disparate yet strikingly similar events. Both featured cackling witches, prancing goblins, masks...
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Before They Get Buried

As I write this in late September 2016, the marketing monster of SHOT Show — January 17–20, 2017 — is already fixin’ to flatten you with hype and...
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The World's Greatest...

Yeah, I know you probably have emails and "gift guides" up the wazoo. I bet they're helping fill in those blanks on your gift list though. But there’s...
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A Kiss Goodbye

Call him Dan. It’s one syllable of his real name. He was an American veteran. He died in 2009, but I didn’t learn that until mid-May 2016. I promised...
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My Heros

Look up there to the left. Yup; it’s a plain, cheap rubber doorstop. I’ve kept ’em handy for years, placing one where I would routinely see it — on...
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Moohoohahaha! It Lives

Yeah, that’s a long gun in the photo, and this is HANDgunner. But when Roy-Boy, our Publishing Potentate slips, you jump on it. He’d been on the road,...
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In Praise Of "Pure...

With pure pleasure shooting, it’s not about the machine; it’s about the mindset. It feels good.
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Pickin' Perfect Packin'...

Elsewhere on this site you’ll find blurbs on the daily-carry preferences of Handgunner’s professional gunwriters — and mine too! You may find my...
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The Christmas Conundrum

“What I really want for my bedside boomer is one ’a them new STO SnoreFire 9000 weaponlights."
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MUH INFLOONSHEZ?

Only a few people in publishing know me on sight, and it’s okay by me. Do I gotz “literary influences”? Yup; I do.
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Dragons Und Mopsies

A giant physical prodigy, a shade over seven feet tall, thick-muscled and fast, none of the clumsiness often found in XXX-L men. Dragon tattoos encircle...
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Stuff You Don't Read

The shop was quiet. I sat with electronic range muffs on and my eyes closed, holding a pistol to the left side of my head. I was slowly squeezin’ the...
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Birthdays, Backups &...

First, most of the time you won’t know these problems are building until your weapon fails. Second, mercifully less often, those failures may occur at the...
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Steel Plates & A Full Moon

Okay, settle down. After ’splainin’ how Boot got his range-name previously* and promising to tell you how Moon and Fiddlesticks acquired theirs,...
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I Musta Been Havin’ Fun,...

I think I’ve told you before — the Memsaab Helena went to college on an athletic scholarship. The ranches of the High Rockies grew some fit, tough...
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Support Armed Bears AND...

Drumroll, please … Ta-DAH! Folks, I want you to meet the new unifying symbol of armed free peoples (and other critters) everywhere; a symbol almost...
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The Boot Dropped:

The curt phone message scrawled on a sticky-note read “Boot dropped — call Chief R.” I was stunned. Boot dropped? I thought; geez, he was maybe...
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Unlikely Allies?

Warm day, blue skies, and that meant a crowded range. The small bays were all taken and we had to use the long line; any-centerfire, targets from 15 to 100...
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The State of Onion

Be careful flippin’ on your TV, folks. Coming soon is the annual State of the Union speech, followed rapidly by dozens of gasbags givin’ State of the...
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Year Of The Gamma Rat

Hey! A show of hands here, okay? Think back 5 or 10, maybe even 20 or 30 years; what you were like and what you were doin’? Now, how many of you ever...
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The Tootsie Roll Tale

For too many Americans, November 11th signals “that 3-day weekend before Thanksgiving.” Others know it’s Veterans Day and feel it deeply. But for many...
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The Cheshire Man

We’ll call my friend Bill and his oldest dog Bruno, okay? It happened in a small, nice suburban development in the mid-South, buffered by 20 miles of...
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Gettin' Interesting, Ain't It?

There’s an ancient Chinese curse that goes, “May you live in interesting times.” It sounds like an odd blessing, but in those days life was pretty...
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Artfully Revealing The...

A month before national elections — with enormous implications for gun owners — and three before SHOT Show 2013 — what’s a hack gunwriter to do? The...
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Merry Christmas And Happy...

I’ve had to shoot at several public ranges lately, and what I’ve seen disturbs me. This is a general observation, applying to “defensive shooters,”...
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No Brass Gongs, No Gold &...

Each year on Veterans Day we are regaled with tales of heroes — typically, those awarded our nation’s highest decorations — and indeed we should and...
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Home, Home On The Range

The message from His Illuminated Immenseness Roy-Boy was terse as a curse: “Drive 322 miles to [BigUgly] City*. Pick up [XXX] pistol** at FancyPantz...
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Assume This Not That

The brief: 100-year-old maples form unbroken arches of emerald leaves, shading streets of well-tended craftsman-built homes; a peaceful neighborhood in a...
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