Trying my luck ( at my age ) running while reloading 2 different flintlocks
with all kinds of wackiness....
 
This one was fun to do although it wore me out!

Your targets are getting pretty small Mark. You'll soon be needing a scope on those smokepoles.

Amen brother. I agree....That's why I'm closer to the targets all the time...! LOL

R/C fixed Wing Practice? Rob you're an R/C pilot in addition to TMA? I'd still be flying R/C if I hadn't moved to OK, where winds destroy R/C planes with startling regularity.

Yes, joined AMA in the '60s, been flying r/c since the single channel rubber band "galloping ghost" tx/rx radios!

or getting a lot closer.

Well now that is/was a beauty of an SMR, love the tiger stripe and stain. 

I built a Kibler SMR just to build one in .45 but never liked crescent butt stocks and hand grip trigger guards, so it got sold off right quick.

I know too well the bull/sell syndrome - guilty on all accounts and 11 Kibler kits done and gone to date!

I'm left now with just a simple plain Jane Kibler 16ga fowler as my sole firelock and in the process of working on a Pede Bess kit.  I'm really intrigued with the forthcoming Kibler Bess and may just get that as my final firelock hurrah,

Thank you, Rob! I appreciate that.

I can totally see what you mean about the crescent butt plate-- it IS a different beast and requires a bladed stance that feels more than a little awkward.

11 Kibler kits, eh? You've been a busy boy! You must be some kind of masochist or glutton for punishment. 

Glad to know I'm not the only one afflicted with GASS (Gun Acquisition/Selling Syndrome). Maybe you can sit Kev down and help him understand it's far more common than he thinks. The way he talks sometimes, you'd think I ought to feel ashamed-- like I've been a very naughty boy. 😄

I'm right there with you-- I'm eagerly awaiting the Kibler Brown Bess as well, and I have no doubt Jim is going to absolutely knock it out of the park. The Pedersoli Bess carbine was one of my first flintlocks and, honestly, it was a blast to shoot. I refinished the stock, defarbed the barrel and lock, and eventually sold it for a tidy profit. Still, I could never quite make peace with the steady criticism over how much it strayed from the original. If I'm going to own a reproduction, by golly, it ought to be a faithful one; I don't want to give the stitch-counters and authenticity police out there reasons to poo-poo my gear.