Case Research: David E. Petzal’s Classic Ammo Pockets
IN 1972, I went to Beverly Hills to attend the presentation of the Weatherby Award, which was given yearly to probably the most completed big-game hunter Roy Weatherby might consider. It was a black-tie affair held on the Beverly Wilshire Resort, which was the place I used to be staying, and I obtained there round midday. Since I had a while to kill earlier than I placed on my tux, I made a decision to go to Kerr Sport Store, which was only a few minutes away on Wilshire Boulevard.
Housed in an unprepossessing constructing, Kerr’s was the Abercrombie & Fitch of the West Coast, provider of fishing deal with and looking gear to the celebs. It was based in 1933 by a champion skeet shooter named Alex Kerr and closed its doorways 50 years later. However within the interim it was an establishment. Bob Hope and Bing Crosby purchased flies there. Roy Rogers and Elvis Presley purchased weapons.
So, wearing slacks, a tie, and a blue blazer, I started the quick stroll down Wilshire Boulevard, and earlier than you could possibly say “I need to name my lawyer,” a Beverly Hills police cruiser slid to the curb subsequent to me and an officer motioned me over to the automobile to talk. Who was I? The place was I going? The place was I staying? What was I as much as? I gave him the information, and he let me go along with a warning to be extra cautious.
Undaunted, I went on to Kerr’s, the place I discovered that the one factor I might afford was a leather-based case for magnum-sized cartridges. In the midst of the acquisition, I requested the salesperson why I had been rousted by the legislation and he mentioned, “You had been strolling. Nobody walks on Wilshire Boulevard. If you happen to had been waving a gun you couldn’t have been extra suspicious.”
As for the leather-based case, it’s been in use for simply over 50 years. It’s battered and wrinkled and stained, however then so am I, and it’ll nonetheless hold 10 massive cartridges proper the place I would like them. I imagine it’s my longest-serving piece of looking tools.
Very early on, I realized that it is best to all the time hold your ammo the place you will get at it quick, and hold it in the identical place, so the case has all the time reposed on my belt, in entrance, only a bit to the left, since I load a rifle left-handed.
The place has it been? The place has it not been? For years I hunted virtually completely with two 7mm Weatherby Magnums and various .338s and .340 Weatherbys, so the case has been to Africa ten instances, New Zealand as soon as, Sweden, Germany, all the Rocky Mountain states, Texas, Alaska, and far of Canada, together with the Northwest Territories and Nunavut. I wore it after I waded into the Botswana bush and killed a lion that another person had already wounded, and after I confronted Demise by Buffalo in Zambia. Once I took it to Sweden to hunt ailg (moose to you), it shared suitcase area with a tuxedo, since I used to be obliged to attend a proper dinner after the hunt.
I put a little bit neat’s-foot oil on it each decade or so, and I belief that the case will handily survive me. I solely hope that its subsequent proprietor has as a lot enjoyable with it on his belt as I’ve had.
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