Greetings my fellow gunner type people,
I am new to this great world of pcp rifles. How new you ask? Still waiting on the pellets to be delivered for my maurauder.
Now I've had my share of little CO2 BB pistols, and I've got my old trusty gamo hornet, but this new brave world of pneumatics is pure wonderment.
Now for the story of the benjamin pump:
So I've got this new .25 caliber maurauder and pump. Hmm... comes with looks about 500 psi in the tank. Makes sense that they wouldn't want the seals letting loose from the factory. I look at the clock; 6:45 pm. I should be able to knock this out AND still be able to catch The Cleveland Show.
First few pumps were no harm no foul. BLAPSST... weird, the nozzle didn't hold. OK let's do this again. Pump, pump, pump... BLAPSST. Again? Well that's what I get for buying a return from amazon.
Ugh, the nozzle scratched the barrel on my new rifle!
"Pro" tip: put a thick wool sock on the barrel.
After a quick intermission for a smoke I come back ready to clip it and rip it. They say this is a workout so let's rock! Dang 6:57 pm - looks like I'll miss the start to The Cleveland Show.
Pump, pump, pump... woo! Made it to 1500 psi in no time. Phew.. starting to break a sweat. 7:12 pm - whoa... better stretch out my back for a minute.
Pump, pump, pump... alright made it to 2000! I'm wheezing a bit, and I'm soaked in sweat. I'm also wondering why I don't work out more.
2200 psi... almost there! It might be 7:32 pm and I've missed The Cleveland Slow, but it'll be so rewarding to get to the end.
7:47 pm - I've used this time and have reflected on my past discrepancies and battled my inner demons.
I'm so dizzy.
I bend down and check how many psi I'm at. 2900... whoa still dizzy. I fall forward and smash my head against the kitchen counter.
....some hours later I awoke confused, and disoriented, staring down the barrel of a rifle. I soil myself and pass out again.
More time passes. I wake again renewed and ready to make it. Like a survivor that swam the river Styx.
Pump, pu...mp... p...ump. 3k.. wh..hoo phew.
Now for the actual experience.
I said that first part was a story right?
It wasn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Did take me about 40 leisurely minutes and a smoke break, but that was from "empty" so not it's going to be like that every time.
The nozzle fitting did pop off and leave a few nicks down the barrel, but I call that adding character and personality to your gun.
I do weight 250lbs and am 6' 2" so maybe the weight and size I've got gives me an advantage.
I'll say as a new guy though, I'm so pumped (*badum tsss*) to have this piece of equipment.
Very happy with it and would recommend newbies like me get it before fancy pants scuba tanks. Makes me feel good to work for it.
Kind of like the reasons I bought a reel mower instead of a gas one but that's a different topic altogether.
Ciao!
I am new to this great world of pcp rifles. How new you ask? Still waiting on the pellets to be delivered for my maurauder.
Now I've had my share of little CO2 BB pistols, and I've got my old trusty gamo hornet, but this new brave world of pneumatics is pure wonderment.
Now for the story of the benjamin pump:
So I've got this new .25 caliber maurauder and pump. Hmm... comes with looks about 500 psi in the tank. Makes sense that they wouldn't want the seals letting loose from the factory. I look at the clock; 6:45 pm. I should be able to knock this out AND still be able to catch The Cleveland Show.
First few pumps were no harm no foul. BLAPSST... weird, the nozzle didn't hold. OK let's do this again. Pump, pump, pump... BLAPSST. Again? Well that's what I get for buying a return from amazon.
Ugh, the nozzle scratched the barrel on my new rifle!
"Pro" tip: put a thick wool sock on the barrel.
After a quick intermission for a smoke I come back ready to clip it and rip it. They say this is a workout so let's rock! Dang 6:57 pm - looks like I'll miss the start to The Cleveland Show.
Pump, pump, pump... woo! Made it to 1500 psi in no time. Phew.. starting to break a sweat. 7:12 pm - whoa... better stretch out my back for a minute.
Pump, pump, pump... alright made it to 2000! I'm wheezing a bit, and I'm soaked in sweat. I'm also wondering why I don't work out more.
2200 psi... almost there! It might be 7:32 pm and I've missed The Cleveland Slow, but it'll be so rewarding to get to the end.
7:47 pm - I've used this time and have reflected on my past discrepancies and battled my inner demons.
I'm so dizzy.
I bend down and check how many psi I'm at. 2900... whoa still dizzy. I fall forward and smash my head against the kitchen counter.
....some hours later I awoke confused, and disoriented, staring down the barrel of a rifle. I soil myself and pass out again.
More time passes. I wake again renewed and ready to make it. Like a survivor that swam the river Styx.
Pump, pu...mp... p...ump. 3k.. wh..hoo phew.
Now for the actual experience.
I said that first part was a story right?
It wasn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Did take me about 40 leisurely minutes and a smoke break, but that was from "empty" so not it's going to be like that every time.
The nozzle fitting did pop off and leave a few nicks down the barrel, but I call that adding character and personality to your gun.
I do weight 250lbs and am 6' 2" so maybe the weight and size I've got gives me an advantage.
I'll say as a new guy though, I'm so pumped (*badum tsss*) to have this piece of equipment.
Very happy with it and would recommend newbies like me get it before fancy pants scuba tanks. Makes me feel good to work for it.
Kind of like the reasons I bought a reel mower instead of a gas one but that's a different topic altogether.
Ciao!