Handloader Ammunition Reloading Journal October 2011 Issue Number 274 Instant

“Dear Editor,” it read. “For twenty years, I used my father’s data for the .44 Mag. 240-grain Sierra over 21.5 grains of 2400. Last month, that load keyholed at 25 yards. My new chronograph shows pressure signs he never had. Is the powder different? Or have I just forgotten how to listen to the brass?”

Frank set his coffee down. He knew that feeling. It wasn’t about the bullet or the primer. It was about the quiet conversation between a man and a cartridge—the feel of the resizing die kissing the shoulder, the click-whir of the powder measure, the tiny prayer before the firing pin falls. “Dear Editor,” it read

He pulled out his notebook—the green one with the spiral binding, coffee-stained and dog-eared. He turned past ten years of loads, past the deer he never shot, past the prairie dogs he never missed. On a fresh page, he wrote: Last month, that load keyholed at 25 yards