kalielkslayer
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I’m in the school/class that I won’t prep that brass for weeks.
When I separate pins, I throw my brass in a box. I put paper towels between rows of brass. In the winter I put the box in the basement, near the wood burning furnace. Everytime I feed the stove, I turn the box. That stove sucks the moisture out of the air. In the summer I put the box outside in the sun. I turn it a couple of times a day. The brass stays in there for at least a week. But it’s rare it gets loaded within a month.
That said, 40 years ago I knew I was gonna get laid off from my job. 1982, hard times. I bought a bunch of cases, powder and primers. When I got laid off I hunted 5 days a week, and job hunted the other 2.
By the end of duck season, I was almost out of hulls.. We were hunting flooded corn, semi autos. Every case was wet inside. I would come home, clean my birds, put the hills on a cookie sheet in the oven, 175. Sleep for 2 hours. Get up, load them back up, sleep for 3 more hours, and do it again. One of the most fantastic 3 weeks of my life.
The local Chinese restaurant would trade for Chinese food, and/or cash a couple days a week.
Just trying to get by with what I lived, and feed the family.
bottom line the oven works, fortunately I’m at a point I don’t need it today anymore.
When I separate pins, I throw my brass in a box. I put paper towels between rows of brass. In the winter I put the box in the basement, near the wood burning furnace. Everytime I feed the stove, I turn the box. That stove sucks the moisture out of the air. In the summer I put the box outside in the sun. I turn it a couple of times a day. The brass stays in there for at least a week. But it’s rare it gets loaded within a month.
That said, 40 years ago I knew I was gonna get laid off from my job. 1982, hard times. I bought a bunch of cases, powder and primers. When I got laid off I hunted 5 days a week, and job hunted the other 2.
By the end of duck season, I was almost out of hulls.. We were hunting flooded corn, semi autos. Every case was wet inside. I would come home, clean my birds, put the hills on a cookie sheet in the oven, 175. Sleep for 2 hours. Get up, load them back up, sleep for 3 more hours, and do it again. One of the most fantastic 3 weeks of my life.
The local Chinese restaurant would trade for Chinese food, and/or cash a couple days a week.
Just trying to get by with what I lived, and feed the family.
bottom line the oven works, fortunately I’m at a point I don’t need it today anymore.