if only it could talk...

[powdermaker]

2 or 3 years ago I was out scouting for goats with a buddy who won a limited entry hunt. I stopped at random and looked down to see a single piece of brass perched on a rock. It was of calibre 33 WCF, which looking it up when I got home has been discontinued since 1940 (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/.33_Winchester). I took a picture and put it back for someone else to maybe find in the future (I doubt I could ever find it again if I tried). Take a look at the picture taken from where I found the brass amongst a field of boulders

I have to admit, it never occurred to me to place the empty case back where I found it. For me, it is a small reminder of a trip taken with good friends, in a very remote area that I will never revisit. Just like a set of antlers on my wall, when I look at the empty case, I am taken back to that time and place. So, I have no regrets in putting it in my pocket. However, a photograph would serve the same purpose so, in the future, I will put more thought into this.
Thanks for your comment.

 

[DiMP]

Gotta say, mate - that was a very thoughtful thing for you to do. Kudos.

I have to admit, it never occurred to me to place the empty case back where I found it. For me, it is a small reminder of a trip taken with good friends, in a very remote area that I will never revisit. Just like a set of antlers on my wall, when I look at the empty case, I am taken back to that time and place. So, I have no regrets in putting it in my pocket. However, a photograph would serve the same purpose so, in the future, I will put more thought into this.
Thanks for your comment.

The valley we were exploring is, by the way the crow flies, just a few KM from my house. To get out there involves either a couple hour hike, or in later season, a quad/SxS that you feel confident to cross through 18" of flowing water 5 or 6 times. Way back in the day there used to be a logging camp out here, and other than an old cabin, a giant pile of sawdust, and a fallen apart log deck, there is nothing out there. Some of the most pristine and beautiful country because of the difficulty of access. This old casing reminds me of the generations who enjoyed the land in the past, and how it is up to each and every one of us to preserve it so that someone in 80 years from now can also enjoy it and get out there with their rifle

 

[OkayShooter]

I was on a canoe trip in a very remote area of northern Manitoba. Found this shell casing by an old trappers cabin.
It appears to have been fire formed to .303 british! So, firing a .308 bullet down a .303 barrel. I wonder what happened to the rifle /shooter?

Nothing. I had 2 rounds of commercial loaded 303 rounds split like that.