A lever gun

Not a tacticool bolt action sniper rifle, in case the tree of Liberty needs watering, or the zombies finally rise, or you get to go to Africa and stalk a Cape Bussaflo?

Yeah, when I started this blog that was a possibility. Fighting with a rifle.  I was younger, I remembered my 30s, and injuries had yet to really catch up to me.  It wasn't doable, in reality, really, but it was feasible.

As for traipsing about Africa in short khaki pants, knees are scratched, and making a ton and a quarter of wild mean cattle angry with me armed with only a .308?  Madness.

Anyway, what was feasible once is much less feasible now.  I don't like lying on the ground because it entails sometime in the relatively near future I will have to get back up again.  If forced to throw a punch my punching arm is as week as an asthmatic 12 year old boy now.  Thanks neuropathy.   And I am way too fat.  I was too fat 10 years ago.  I was too fat training to be a Naval Aviator 25+ years ago.

At my peak of ability I could do 7 pullups.  That was age 27.

AR15s are much more attractive to me now.  They are lighter.  But I am not going on a patrol with one with this body.  Not and be much more than a burden to the people I am with.  I stopped smoking not because I wanted to, but because I was done with it dragging me down and had to.

And thank goodness someone invented the pistol.  I can LOOK as formidable (well almost) as I did when I was 27, but with a pistol I am much more dangerous as I was back then, full of beans and vinegar.

So, in the decision between tactical neato sniper rifle and lever action hunting rifle... I might as well go hunting rifle.