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Saturday, January 9, 2010
Winchester Model 70
I no longer subscribe to any outdoors, guns, hunting, or fishing magazines; the internet satisfies most of my information lust. Receiving a monthly copy of the American Rifleman magazine is one of the perks of being a National Rifle Association member. Traditionally, the American Rifleman has featured some very good writers. The January 2010 issue has a great John Barsness article (available to the public online here) about the Winchester Model 70 rifle. If you grew up reading the Jack O’Connor articles in Outdoor Life, there is a good chance you dreamed of someday prowling the mountainsides while toting a Winchester Model 70.
Many purists will hold the following confession as an apostasy; my sole Model 70 is a post 1964 push feed and is a .30-06 instead of a .270.