Monthly Archives: December 2013
As we talk to people about night vision, many times we find that most people do not know that some light is needed for night vision to work. Night vision works by magnifying small amounts of light. This is why cheaper Gen 1 night vision devices work under a cloudless, starry sky, full of moonlight while on a moonless dark night they leave much to be desired.
One of the areas of optics that I would consider myself a novice is in telescopes. I know the basics of telescopes, which essentially means I know the difference between a reflector and a refractor scope. I am sad to say, until a few months ago, I have never owned a telescope in my life. Now, I have used them before. My brother had one when we were kids, and my brother–in-law has a Meade Schmidt-Cassegrain that he pulls out every once in a while. Other than those two modes, I really do not have much experience in this area.
I recently was given an opportunity for a “dream hunt” for Whitetail and Mule deer in central Nebraska. This was a sweepstakes giveaway for one lucky hunter and his guest and I was fortunate enough to get to go along to represent the company and….hopefully…bag myself a nice deer as well!
Since the hunt was sponsored by OpticsPlanet and Vortex Optics I was saving a lot of out of pocket expenses. Private guided hunts carry a steep price tag, another reason I was so humbled to be invited on this hunt. Though this hunt was still costly, due to this …
What boy in the 1950's (60's, 70's, 80's or anytime for that matter) wouldn't want a BB gun? One of my all-time favorite movies during the holiday season is "A Christmas Story" from 1983. It was a story about Ralphie Parker and his family set in the Midwest in the 1950's (which I can totally relate to) primarily about a young boy and his desire to own a Daisy Red Ryder BB Gun. Throughout the story, Ralphie daydreams of shooting "bad guys" and being a hero, but his mother constantly reminds him to be careful or "you'll shoot your …
Allow me to ramble:
I’m finally getting all the things put away that I took with me to Tennessee in October. In the quiet moments between my wife telling me to get my camping stuff out of the guest bedrooms, I took time to reflect just how lucky I am to live in a country where I have access to all the things I own.