Elk Steak London Broil

Elk Steak London Broil

The classic London Broil is one of our favorite ways to prepare meat. The combination of marinating and fast, hot cooking makes for a great way to make more affordable meat taste fantastic. This approach works well with elk steak, as well.

Unlike conventional meat, elk meat (and other types of game) can vary greatly from animal to animal since they do not grow and live in a controlled environment. And while there are things you can do in the processing stage to make your animal taste better (aging, proper butchering, etc.), you can’t really change whether you got a tender animal or a tough animal. So marinating makes sense when it comes to game meat. (Although some people think it doesn’t do anything, I feel like it does.)

This variation of a beef London Broil recipe tastes great with the rich, unique flavor of elk. Vary your marinating times and cooking times depending on the thickness of your elk steak.

Elk Steak London Broil


  • 1/4 cup red wine
  • 1 tablespoon garlic powder
  • 2 tablespoons soy sauce (use tamari if you’re gluten free)
  • 1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
  • 1 tablespoon course-ground or whole-grain mustard
  • 1 tablespoon lemon juice
  • 1/2 teaspoon dried basil
  • 1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • 2lbs elk steaks


  1. Place all ingredients except elk steaks into a dish that you can seal tight. I use a plastic container with a lid that locks into place. Shake the ingredients until very well mixed.
  2. Lay the steaks out in the dish and gently score both sides of each steak. Go about an 1/8-inch deep and score diagonally in both directions.
  3. Close the container, shake the ingredients around, and marinate anywhere from 6-48 hours in your refrigerator depending on the thickness of your steaks. I try to flip my container about every 6 hours.
  4. Before cooking, remove the steaks from the marinade and pat them dry. Let them sit at room temperature for at least 30 minutes. I typically let them sit longer, but if you belong to what Winslow calls “the cult of refrigeration,” that might make you nervous. Short story: cold steaks don’t cook well.
  5. You can broil or pan fry the steaks (I know, it’s not really a London broil if you pan fry it, but technically this is a beef dish anyway, so have an open mind). Either way, make sure everything is nice and hot. Throw a bunch of butter in your pan if you’re frying your steaks or spray your broiler pan with cooking oil if you’re broiling to ensure your steaks don’t stick. Cook the steaks on each side for 3-6 minutes, depending on the thickness
  6. Test your steaks for doneness by using the finger test—don’t cut them open!
  7. Let the steaks stand for a few minutes before you slice them up.

We love to eat our elk steak with mashed potatoes and green beans to keep things simple, easy, and classic! (Not to mention, really tasty!)


Mushroom Barley Venison Stew

One of my favorites things to do on a cold winter day is what I call “freezer shopping.” With all the snow we’ve had lately, it’s hard to make it into town to an actual grocery store. But it’s not a problem because we planned ahead and stocked ourselves up well. We can go months without needing to buy any meat. So a couple times a week, I make my way to our freezer and pick out the meat for our meals.

Freezer Shopping Venison Elk Pork

A recent freezer shopping outing yielded pork we processed from a pig we bought, venison we hunted, and elk “BS” we were gifted from a friend.

We were lucky enough to get a whitetail this year, so we have quite a bit of venison stocked up, and there’s nothing like a hearty stew to warm you up after being outside working for a few hours on a sub-freezing day.

The addition of mushrooms to this stew pairs so well with the richness of the venison, and the barley takes the satiety rating to yet another level. Note: if you prefer to be gluten-free, then I suggest swapping the barley for brown rice. It would also work to make this stew with any red meat, such as elk, beef, beaver, etc.

Mushroom Barley Venison Stew

Serves: 4-6

Prep Time: 15 minutes

Cook Time: 2 hours


  • 2lbs venison, cubed
  • 1/4 cup flour (regular or gluten-free)
  • 2 Tbsp butter (or fat of your choice)
  • 1 onion, chopped
  • 1 celery stalk, chopped
  • 1 cup mushrooms (canned, fresh, or rehydrated from dry will all work)
  • 16oz can diced tomato (and juices)
  • 2 cups broth (beef is best, but whatever is in your cupboard will work)
  • 1 bay leaf
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 1/2 tsp pepper
  • 1 Tbsp dried parsley
  • 1 cup pearl barley
  • 1 cup water


  1. Place venison in plastic bag or dish with flour. Shake or toss with hands to coat meat.
  2. Heat butter in a large sauce pan or Dutch oven.
  3. Make sure the pan is good and hot. Then meat to the pan and brown on all sides.
  4. Once meat is brown, add onion, celery, mushrooms, tomato, broth, bay leaf, salt, pepper, and parsley. Stir to combine.
  5. Heat until boiling. Stir everything up again, then cover and reduce to a simmer. Cook for 60 minutes, stirring occasionally.
  6. Add barley and water. Stir to combine.
  7. Bring to a boil, then cover and reduce to a simmer. Cook for 45 minutes.

Dish this out into a bowl, butter up some cornbread to go with it, and enjoy!

2 Confessions and My 1st Time Making Venison Tallow

2 Confessions and My 1st Time Making Venison Tallow

Confession #1: I’ve long had a fear of making soap. Lye seems scary. Chemistry feels complicated. But everyone I know swears it’s not a big deal and winds up being a lot of fun.

Confession #2: I hate wasting any part of any animal we raise, fish, or hunt. The level of obligation I feel to these animals to use and respect every part of them is pretty intense.

So, it seems like I could deal with #2 by getting over #1, right? Because to make soap, you need a fat — and that would give me a use for all the lovely fat that comes with each animal. Plus, we’re pretty committed to not having soaps here on our property with anything in them that is questionable for the environment, so it makes the most sense to make our own. (Confession #3: we don’t actually ever use soap in the shower, but we do use hand soap and laundry detergent.)

Adventures in Venison Tallow

Old-Timey Tallow Ad

Old-Timey Tallow Ad

Of course, before you can make the soap with the fat, you first need to render the fat. If you render pig fat, you make “lard.” If you render fat from beef, lamb, goat, or just about any other critter, you get “tallow.” Although apparently chicken or goose fat when rendered is sometimes called “schmalz.” I did not make schmalz. This week, we had a bunch of venison fat on hand, so I decided to use a bit of it for my first fat rendering-tallow making experiment.

First, I did a bunch of research since I didn’t really know what I was doing, other than a general idea of heating up the fat and then filtering it. Turns out that’s really the whole idea, but I didn’t know this. Some people render fat in the oven and some in the slow cooker. I found a few people doing it in cast iron pans and that’s the method I decided to try…since I don’t currently have a pot (it’s still in Washington along with other things of ours…like our HPMDU, but that’s another story) and we didn’t have enough sunshine for me to run my Instant Pot (which can be a slow cooker). So, cast iron on the propane burner it was.

Step 1:

Cutting up the fat was the only tedious part of the process, but boy did my skin end up ridiculously soft as a result! Different sources I read put more or less emphasis on the need to get the fat as clean as possible by trimming off anything with color. The concern is that leaving bits of meat tissue or non-fat tissue on the fat will lend it an unfavorable flavor or cause it to burn in the pan. That said, in all the articles I read, pretty much everyone started out really diligent in their trimming and acknowledged that they got sloppier as they went.

I was moderately diligent, but not obsessive by any means and experienced zero bad taste in the final product and zero burning. I do wish I’d been more diligent about cutting the fat into equally sized pieces, though. That would have been valuable in having it render evenly and is why I think my cracklins didn’t get crackly (more on this later).

2 Confessions and My 1st Time Making Venison TallowStep 2:

Since I did the cast iron pan method, I had to hang out with the fat the whole rendering process so I could check it and stir it. A lot of people write about how the fat smells bad and you want to do this outside. But I didn’t think this fat smelled bad at all. It makes me wonder about how these people sourced their fat and what those animals were eating, as that can make animals and in particular their fat taste very different.

Anyway, the most important part in this step is to not burn the fat. Everyone says that results in a very bad taste, too. So I monitored the temperature and moved things around regularly. Over time, you’ll see your bits begin to change color and shrink up while the pan fills with clear liquid.

2 Confessions and My 1st Time Making Venison Tallow2 Confessions and My 1st Time Making Venison TallowStep 3:

Once your bits look crispy, then they are known as “cracklins.” The trick is to render as much fat as possible out of them so they are nice and crispy without burning them. I chickened out a bit early since this was my first time. Once my cracklins cooled I could see there was still an obvious amount of fat in them. They also didn’t really look very “crackly” or appetizing, so they went to the chickens (who loved them). Next time, I’ll try them myself!

Venison Tallow CracklinsStep 4:

Once the cracklins are out of the pan, you’ll have a beautiful pond of liquid fat! Now you need to strain it to get all the bits out. I used a wide mouthed Mason jar as my receptacle and strained the fat through a silicone filter and a couple layers of cheesecloth. I had a tiny bit of sediment that made it into my tallow, but it really was just specks. Some people really obsess over this filtration procedure, too. Just go slow and filter more than once if you need to or with more than one layer of cloth.

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Once you’ve filtered your rendered fat, you let it cool! While mine was a golden color when hot, it cooled down to a beautiful clean cream color. You can keep this on your counter just like butter since you’ve filtered out all the bits that can potentially spoil quickly on you. Or if you think it’s strange to keep butter on the counter, you can also refrigerate this and have a not-very-fun time putting this or your butter on any soft foods.

Venison TallowStep 5

And of course the final step (and test) is to eat it! I decided to dice up an acorn squash, toss it in warmed up tallow, sprinkle a little salt and garlic powder on it, and put it in the oven to roast. And wow — it did not disappoint! The squash caramelized beautifully and there was no funky taste to the tallow at all. It almost made the squash taste like sweet potato fries. I was not sad!

Venison Tallow

I’m really happy with how this first batch turned out and the cast iron method was ridiculously simple. Next time I think I’ll give the oven rendering method a shot since it seems very hands off and easy, too, and I’d like to do a much bigger batch.

I’m currently working on acquiring more fat, in particular leaf fat (the best quality, cleanest tasting fat that is around the kidneys and other organs in that area) to work with so I end up with enough to make soap. But it turns out it’s pretty hard to purchase leaf fat in this area no matter the animal you want it from — it gets snatched up really quickly and isn’t very affordable.

Once I get that part figured out, then the next two steps will be making soap, and then taking that soap and making it into laundry detergent. Also known as fun with lye, borax, and washing soda! I will be sure to update you on this adventure, don’t worry.

Articles I used in my research that you may want to read:

Hunting Technology: Communications and Hearing

To my husband and I, hunting is a great couples activity. We enjoy spending time in nature, exerting ourselves physically, coming home with some dinner, and spending quality time together. But it’s pretty hard to coordinate efforts when you can’t see each other or communicate. You can’t sneak up on a duck and shout to your hunting partner at the same time.

Duck hunting for couples

Practicing our duck calling in the blind.

So we did some research and invested in some basic technology that has made an exponential improvement in our hunting experience and success rates: a pair of two-way radios, upgraded headsets, and electronic muffs that both dampen gunshots and enhance regular sounds.

Note: Using two-way radios or other communications devices for hunting is not allowed in all states, so be sure to check your state’s regulations before using this kind of equipment.

1. Good Pair of Two-Way Radios

Motorola Hunting Technology

Motorola Talkabout 2-Way Radios

We started with buying a good, but inexpensive set of two-way radios. Due to the terrain here on the Olympic Peninsula, as soon as my husband and I are more than about twenty feet apart, we can no longer make visual contact to signal each other. After a lot of reading and research, we chose the Motorola Talkabout MS355R, which retails for around $80 on average (for a pair).

According to Motorola, these radios have a 35-mile range. We’ve never been that far apart on foot, but my husband has successfully talked to me on his from his truck when I was at home and he was about a half-mile to a mile away. I would guess that terrain, weather, and existing infrastructure has a big impact on the actual range of these radios.

These do not have the ability to add an external antenna, which would enhance the usable range. Everything that does have that ability is far more complex to set up and operate, though. So we found this model to be a good in-between.

These are waterproof and float, which is a big plus given that we mainly use them while duck hunting and my husband is in and out of our kayak quite a bit. They are also light (0.5lbs including batteries) and clip easily onto your belt. The clip feels very secure and I’ve never had a problem with my radio coming loose or falling off.

The radios work with either alkaline or NiMH rechargeable batteries and come with a single charging station that charges both handsets.They are also highly customizable as far as volume, call tones, etc. My husband and I are each able to set them up to our own preferences without a problem. And they have 22 channels, so we can always find a way to communicate without being on top of somebody else or having somebody else in our business.

They also come in Realtree camo. And about half my wardrobe is Realtree camo at this point, so why not?

Motorola MS355R includes:

• 2 radios
• 2 belt clips
• 2 push-to-talk earbuds
• 1 dual drop-in charger
• 1 charging adaptor
• 2 NiMH rechargeable battery packs

2. Upgraded Ear Buds

Our two-way radios came with some standard ear bugs with push-to-talk technology. So you can put the bud in your ear, clip the wire to your jacket, and hook the radio on belt. The ear buds aren’t fancy and are reminiscent of what you get free with an MP3 player, so we upgraded right away to what I call my CIA-style earbuds. They are in fact called the Motorola 1518 Surveillance Headset.

These ear buds run between $20-30 and are worth the extra investment. They stay securely in your ear and are also less visible (if that matters to you). Again, due to the crazy terrain here, we do a lot of crawling through intense brush, so having an ear bud that stays put is important. (Also, if you’re crawling across a cattle field attempting to sneak up on ducks and get yourself spooked by a herd of angry Angus that want nothing other than to trample you to death, these ear buds won’t fall out when you run and scream like a little girl. Just sayin’. Not that this has happened to me.)

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Motorola regular ear buds vs. 1518 surveillance headset.

3. Noise Dampening and Enhancement

I used to work in the film and TV industry as a sound and music editor. In practical terms, what this means is my hearing has been trashed and I am ultra-paranoid about preserving what I have left. I am diligent about wearing multiple layers of hearing protection when we are at the shooting range, but it is impractical to wear such protection while hunting. You just won’t be effective at tracking and locating your prey.

So I could hardly contain my excitement when I learned there were muffs that both dampened and enhanced sound. These ears run about $80, offer 24dB of noise reduction, and also claim “9x hearing enhancement.” This is accomplished through a combination of four external microphones and sound activation compression.

Each ear has a switch that controls whether they are on or off and how high you want your volume. I keep mine pretty low and can still hear people’s cartridges hitting the ground two ranges over when we’re target shooting.

I won’t lie – I was super nervous the first time I tested these. I thought, “If these don’t actually work – if they don’t actually react and dampen – my ears are going to explode!” Thankfully, my ears did not only not explode, but I can easily turn my volume up and down to chat with other people on the range with much more ease than having to take my ears on and off or pull ear plugs in and out.

If you decide to go for these kind of ears, I’d suggest looking for ones with four microphones, not two. Two is good, but four allows you true 360-degree directionality. Also make sure you have volume control, otherwise the “enhancement” might not be enough or could prove too much. I like to adjust my two ears differently since I have the ear bud for our two-way radios in my right ear when we’re actually hunting. My husband is working on attaching the ear bud to the outside of my ears, right near the microphone, so I don’t have to jam it inside my ear. We’ll see how that goes – could be awesome!

Hunting Technology for the Win

Since my husband and I have put this technology to use, we’ve had better success rates – and more fun. We’re able to stalk and flush ducks, track deer on different trails, and avoid getting lost or separated. We are not only more effective hunters, but we are safer since we are able to communicate with each other.

While hunting magazines and outdoor shops will try to push the high-end technology on you, you don’t have to spend a fortune to experience the benefits. Nothing we bought cost a fortune, but it has been worth every penny.

You Can Call Me a Hunter Now

I finally get to call myself a “hunter.”

While it’s true we’ve been scouting and researching and target shooting and researching and scouting some more and even going on hunting outings, I had yet, until just recently, to actually take a shot at a single animal during a hunt. We saw an animal here or there while scouting. And we hit plenty of targets in practice. But on our actual hunting ventures, it has been nearly post-apocalyptic. It’s like the animals have calendars, too, and when it says “opening day” they all disappear.

I was beginning to believe I was some sort of hunting curse and that I would need to ban myself from hunting with my husband. He’d gone out with friends and come home with grouse. He’d gone out on his own last season and come home with ducks. And yet this year, every time we went out together, there was not an animal to be found.

And then we went duck hunting.

Up at dawn for our first duck hunt of the season.

Up at dawn for our first duck hunt of the season.

My First Duck Hunt

We hunt on a cattle ranch south of where we live, in a town called Chimacum. The Short family ranch hosts wildlife viewing three days a week and waterfowl hunting three days a week. It’s ironic, and yet authentic. Watch the snow geese on Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Shoot the ducks and geese on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday. Sunday, everybody gets to rest. It is both strange and equitable. Somewhat like nature herself.

Don't worry, cows. I've been practicing.

Don’t worry, cows. I’ve been practicing.

So that is where we went last Saturday morning. We reserved our blind and hunting range, and had to be there by 8:00am. We got up early, ate breakfast, and filled our Thermos with coffee. We got to the location, and I remembered how to load my gun. Truly, I can’t be the only person who spontaneously forgets how to load her gun when out on a hunt, right? I have faith that I am not. I just want to do well, and do right by the animals, and so I always get nervous. Especially because I have never taken an animal on a hunt before.

“Go that way,” my husband whispered. “And walk quieter.”

Somehow my boots are always louder than his.

I walked the direction he pointed.

“Wait until you hear me,” he whispered. He would go around the other end of the hedge, down toward the pond. I would wait here in the cattle field where the ducks could not see me. If all went well they would fly right in front of me when he flushed them.

Every sparrow made me jitter. Every distant moo gave me a jolt.

And then I heard my husband’s voice.

“Coming your way!” he called, and somehow I heard him through the mist.

A half-dozen ducks were in front of me. I aimed. I accounted for a little lead. And I pulled the trigger. My gun punched me in the shoulder.

A duck fell from the sky.

My Wingmaster Wing(wo)man

I hunt with an old Remington 870 Wingmaster. A 1968 Wingmaster, in fact. I’m a sucker for old guns. You know why? Because those old guns that everyone tells stories about? They work. She may not have the longest barrel or the longest range, and she may not take your fancy modern 3.5” shell, but she’s mine and she brings me dinner. And she’s darn pretty, too.


Not to mention, when you’re crawling through brush (which apparently is what all of western Washington is made of), that shorter barrel is a blessing in disguise. I see people on TV complain about the terrain they have to hike through when hunting, and I’ve not once seen anything as miserable as what we have here. When you find yourself so entangled in brush that you actually cannot move without falling over, when you’re cut to the bone by blackberry thorns, and when your lower back aches because you haven’t stood straight in half a mile, then you’ll have a hint of what a western Washington hunt entails.

The Joy of Nature

Which is another reason I think bird hunting might be where it’s at. I love sitting in the blind. I won’t lie. A gun, a sunrise, and coffee is a great way to start my day. “Oh yes, honey. I’ll watch the sky while you jump in the kayak and retrieve the downed birds. No problem.”


I’d rather get a few birds than hike all day and not see a deer. Maybe I’ll change my mind when I get that deer or get that coveted elk in my sight. But right now, the idea of big game hunting feels a bit like meditation. It might be something I need, but it’s not something I’m good at yet.

But a bird hunt? Yeah, I can do that. I can quack away on my duck call. I can watch the sunrise. I can listen to the little birds flick through the bushes beside me and swear at the hawks every time they make me think they’re a duck in my peripheral vision. I can squint my hearing and whisper to my husband, “Baby, do you think that’s geese?”

How to Hit a Duck

And then sometimes, you actually get to fire on a duck. You pull the trigger and then wait to see if it falls. And, if you’re smart, you wait again to see if it gets back up. And after a moment, you think, “I just did that. That worked.” I’ve only done it a few times now myself, but the feeling has been the same each time, and is likely to remain.

I did that. I did that for myself. I’m providing for myself. I’m participating in nature. I’m here. You’re here. We’re all doing what we’ve been put here to do.

And by the way, clays are much harder to hit than ducks. This is my opinion, based on little experience, but based on my experience nonetheless. Clays are smaller and faster. That said, ducks are evasive. They do have that in their favor. No one tells you ducks will actually dodge your shots. But still, somehow ducks are easier for me to hit.

After some analysis (of my two hunts so far – I’m so experienced, you know), I’m theorizing that it’s because I don’t think when I shoot a duck. I’m surprised. I raise my gun. I watch the duck. I pull the trigger. On the range, I watch the clay. I think about lead time. I try to construct the right picture. I close an eye and open an eye to double check. I wonder if I’m swinging through or if I’ve stopped moving my gun. Oh yeah, and then I finally pull the trigger. Like…half an hour later.

The ducks? I just shoot the ducks.

And I hit them more often than not so far.


My First Day, My First Two Ducks

That first day, I hit two ducks. One mallard hen and one teal hen.

I was proud and sad in the very same space. I was grateful more than anything else. I was thrilled. I felt accomplished. And I felt responsible for myself and my place on this planet.

That day – last Saturday – I became a hunter. I went out. There were animals. I brought two home of my own accord. I was responsible. I was respectful. And, yes, it was, in its own way, fun. It’s a thrill, and I won’t deny it. But it’s a hard, hard thing to hunt an animal. And while I don’t like to look in the eyes of those ducks, I feel good for knowing where my food came from and for knowing I earned it being on my plate.

Winslow's two ducks and my two ducks.

Winslow’s two ducks and my two ducks.

The Act of Hunting

Which brings me to the difficult part. No matter how much you practice on the range, no matter how good or bad of a shot you are, no matter if you’re hungry or hunting for sport, it still comes down to one thing. When you pull that trigger and that shot lands, you’re killing an animal. You are making yourself more important than that other being. You are ending a life. That should never be easy.

If we hadn’t raised animals and processed animals over the course of this past year, I think my first hunt would have been a tougher emotional experience. But I’ve helped Winslow process enough animals at this point, and even pulled the trigger a few times myself before, that hunting didn’t feel like such an alien act.

That said, certainly the fact that the animal is at a distance helps. When you get up close to an animal and you realize it requires a second shot, that is a harder thing. And I still find it challenging to touch an injured animal. It’s as if touching it makes too much of a connection that it has life inside. I still apologize and say a little prayer. And I think – I hope – that I will always feel that need.

Life Is a Circle

Everything taken requires something given. I eat dinner tonight because a duck gave its life for me. Someday someone will live on this planet because I am no longer here to take my space. Nature has a rhythm and cycle, a sense and a need. I am grateful more than anything to participate in that cycle. To not be someone who stands outside it, but someone who lives within it.

Thank you, nature. Thank you, ducks. I am grateful for all you provide and am humbled by your beautiful science, your intricate architecture, and your exquisite design.

Meet Me in Meeteetse

The most common question we hear after someone discovers we are going full-time in an RV next year is, “where are you going first?”

Until today, we didn’t have much for an answer. But now, we do. First stop – Meeteetse, Wyoming, named for a native American word for “meeting place,” and pronounced like it looks: me-teet-see.


That’s my single speed standing in for me in a “State Line Selfie”

It gets damned cold there in the winter, hot in the summer, and it isn’t close to anything except nothing. So, why Meeteetse? Because decreased distance to wilderness and increased distance to people who want to interfere with our lives have become more important to us than being physically comfortable or the ease of “going into town.”

We don’t necessarily plan to stay there, but with the cost of a monthly RV space at just $200 including everything except electricity, we wouldn’t mind camping out there long enough to get a good feel for the place. 327 of the half-million residents of Wyoming live in Meeteetse, and from what we can tell so far none of them want us to stop hunting, fishing, or trapping.

Wyoming is an interesting state, too. The least populous, second least densely populated, and 10th largest, The Equality State was the first to give women the right to vote (while still a territory – 1869) and the state where LLCs began (in 1977 – other states didn’t follow suit until the 1990s).

I’ve had a wonderful time in WY whenever I’ve traveled there. The first time, I spent a week or two getting schooled by far better rock climbers in Grand Teton National Park. The second time, when I rode my bike into Lusk, WY from Madison, WI, I was welcomed to town and treated like a friend by everyone. On that same bike trip, I came up from Boulder into Cheyenne, where I met some amazing people who fed me pizza and let me stay in their home after knowing me for all of 5 minutes.

Add to all that that the fish and game outnumber the people, and we just have to check it out. We are more excited than ever to begin our adventure now that we have a first destination!

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“Indian Paintbrush in Grand Teton NP.” State flower of WY. Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons

Time to start reloading

Time to Start Reloading

Well, we picked up the first of our consumables for reloading today. I had already purchased a die set (no press required, you use a hammer!), 168 grain Hornady AMAX bullets in .30 caliber (actual size .308″), a case chamfer tool, a bag of shotgun shell wads, and a Lee Load-all for 12 gauge.

What we got to start reloading today:

  • IMR 4320 powder
  • A hundred or so bullets for Becca’s 30-30 Winchester
  • 1,000 large rifle primers
  • Some reloading data and knowledge

Now I am ready to reload my very first cartridges for my Remington 700 in .308.

We also ordered 8lbs of powder for the shotgun, a 25lb bag of #7 1/2 shot, and primers for same. We want to be ready! That’s enough powder to load around 8,000 shells at 1 1/8 oz for 1235fps.