Unless I'm wrong headed, the 30-06 was the descendant of the 30-03 ... That was an Army Ordnance cartridge that did not seem to do it all ... And that was a descendant of the 30-40 ... Set me straight if I'm wrong?
I'll bet in the 1930's the real king of the hill was the Winchester 30-30. The boys coming home from WW-I would have had exposure to the 06, but in a 9~10# battle rifle. Grabbing up a lever rifle must have been like grabbing a sports car
Conners and Kieth were magazine writers. Kieth had a military ordinance background. But they both had to have something new to say and sell. If Bell could pop an elephant with a 303 Brit, there is nothing wrong with an 06. And we have bullets today, they never dreamed of
All through the depression, lots of meat was harvested with a 22 - legally or otherwise. Folks have to eat. Talk to any retired Game Warden and they'll tell you how much is poached with 22 (and 556 today...). I know the stories from our ranch forefathers were all about 30-30 hunting. When an uncle got a 250 Savage 99, you'd a thought that Moses had received a new commandment. Still no 30-06 ...
Was not until after WW-II that we finally got an 06 on the ranch. A sporter conversion of a 1903-A3. Kicked like a mule. Everybody went back to the lever rifles. Then one run-in with a brown bear while deer hunting in the Sierra's made one uncle want to up the anti. But he did not reach for an 06, he bought a brand new Marlin lever in 35 Remington.
We had a 3/8" steel plate for the sighting range back-stop below the horse ring. It was inclined at 45* to put the bullets into the ground. The target board was a paper roll pallet of 2x8's. The 06 and the 35 would both go clean through that plate after traversing the 2x. 30-30 would not. We still hunted with the 30-30's mostly, unless going back up around the mining camps where we knew there were bears. Then one would pack that 35 lever. The 06 stayed home.
All but Pop. He toted his 300 Savage 99 all over the back country. Got his buck, field dressed it and drove home. The others would stay and camp if they'd bagged theirs. Fish some, gather goose berries, collect rose hips, anything to stay in the middling high country. Eventually everybody would go home. Annual rite of passage to serious fall/winter coming on...
I didn't hear much about 06's as a lad until the 1960's. By that time I'm a teenager and driving. So I go my own way (22's & 308 bolt). I didn't get real interested in 06's until my BIL shared the rifle his uncle gifted him left over from WW-II Coastal Defense Brigade. Seems Uncle did not want them back - Eddystone M1917... So I got one too, to play with. It's gone, but the odd 06 graces my door now and then.
I still rather hunt a 308, but that's just me. 22-250 or 410 for small stuff, 308 for bigger, or 7.7JAP (that's a whole nuther story
). Now all the uncles are gone. Their rifles have been distributed to the four winds. I may come into one or two from a cousin here or there ... I got my eye on that 1903-A3, and that 35 Marlin