First, you need to read the post immediately before this one to understand why I had to take my Winchester SX4 shotgun apart - all the way apart - specifically the trigger assembly. Second, my bad. I had neglected to clean the gun after returning from last October's pheasant trip. I had about one bale of grass seed inside that gun, which in the end, may have kept the #8 pellet from getting out on its own. Shame. Finally, I did not give up. I watched four different YouTube videos on how to disassemble and reassemble the trigger group. Sadly, no one did the SX4, only the previous version, the SX3. Close enough. Why did it take 4 videos? Because no one explained HOW the damn sear goes back in. Everyone either ASSUMED we all know how OR in two cases, the reassembly process was out of the camera frame. Aggravating! The key, and this is more for me to remember, was on the fourth video, the author said, "The sear kinda slides down int...
The Winchester SX4 is my Go To shotgun for everything - clays, doves, ducks, geese, pheasants, whatever. It is an awesome firearm. The drawback? There are multiple moving parts and a few of them like to collect carbon. And this carbon sticks as if it were put on those parts with super glue! Specifically, the magazine tube and the gas piston are the main carbon collectors. Those parts come out more black than silver & gold. The inner components of an SX3 / SX4 with highlights where carbon will form So what is my trick for cleaning those bits? I drop the gas piston into my Hornady sonic cleaner. Inside the cleaner I put in about a cup of Hornady's One Shot Sonic Clean Solution for gun parts, add some DI water, a couple squirts of Dawn liquid dish soap, and then top it off with a dash or two of the citrus version of Dr. Bronner's pure castile liquid soap. I have found that the citrus Dr. Bronner's is awesome at removing grease and oil....
Since I was 12, maybe 13, I have spent Thanksgiving with my Dad, my cousin, and my Uncle out in the deer woods. Our Thanksgiving meal? Cold ham sandwiches. This was 38 years ago... As time went on, things changed a bit - like you could shoot a doe versus buck only; we would come in for lunch at my Uncle's place, take naps and then head back out that evening. What didn't change was that we were always hunting deer on Thanksgiving. Old Man Time marches on. Marriages, kids, loss of hunting properties and finding new ones, and eventually old age itself made it all but impossible for our fathers to join us in the woods. We would still get together, tell hunting stories (aka lies from faded memories), and have a toast of Schnapps, bourbon, Scotch, and / or beer. Sometimes we would break out deer salami and even sometimes we never made it to the woods before it was time for lunch. Zero regrets. All happy memories. What I don't remembe...
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