This morning to ease the loading of my .36 cal. flintlock I finally deburred the riflings from the muzzle. I was supposed to do this a while ago but a hare's hunt this winter finally convinced me to go for it. While reloading with the ball starter I poked a patched ball in the muzzle using my bare freezed hand at -25°... man... both of my knees bent... too old to stand this anymore... lesson learned.
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