Posted on 03/28/2007 6:06:23 AM PDT by BenLurkin
Taurus has introduced a handgun that may just be the ideal trail gun for those of us who live, work, and play among timber rattlers, cottonmouths, copperheads, and diamondbacks. It should also prove just as useful for our Western friends who must contend with the sidewinder and the Western version of the diamondback. I don’t know which I hate more, as all are ornery when cornered, but the cottonmouth is the only snake that I have ever had personally come after me. Most snakes will slither off if they can, except for maybe the copperhead, who just lies there quietly grinning and waiting for your approach. At least the rattlers will sound off and give you a chance to soil yourself just before he sinks those fangs into your flesh. However, in my experience, the cottonmouth is downright mean.
There are those in our society who look with disdain and loathing upon those of us who kill poisonous snakes - mostly they live in nice apartments or suburban subdivisions. If they are really well-heeled they call them "estates". However, those of us who live in the Southern woods (forests, for you snake-loving high society types), for about eight months out of the year, we must keep a careful eye out for poisonous snakes as we walk amongst the chiggers, ticks, and poison oak.
I do not kill non-poisonous snakes such as black snakes and chicken snakes, for they provide a service and do no harm, unless you happen to step on one at night, at which point they might cause you to hurt yourself trying to hop around on one toe without touching the ground, which should probably be an Olympic sport in itself. However, if I find a poisonous snake around my house, I will do all that I can to kill it. I have two young grandchildren that play around here, and a snakebite could easily kill one of them, or even kill their dear old Grandpa, and I just will not risk it. Now, if some short-haired, Volvo-driving, apartment-dwelling, cappuccino-drinking, Nancy Pelosi fan club chick wants to send hateful email, let the games begin. However, I really don’t think that those women read Gunblast, so hopefully, I am safe.
I always carry a handgun, unless I am flying what was once termed the "friendly skies". When out deeper in the woods or down by the creek, I carry one loaded with shot loads if I am wandering around there during the itching season. This new Taurus is chambered for the .410 shotshell, and packs a pretty good payload of shot to reliably dispatch crawling vermin. For the vermin that walk upright on their hind legs, it also chambers and fires the .45 Colt cartridge, making this a very versatile handgun. Taurus calls this five-shot revolver "The Judge", which seems appropriate, even if the name will most likely offend the type of person referenced in the preceding paragraph. It weighs in at just under 36 ounces, and packs rather comfortably holstered on the hip or across the chest in one of Rob Leahy’s Grizzly Tuff holsters, with the latter preferred if any riding or wading is anticipated.
Patterning the .410 shotshells proved that this revolver is, as I expected, a close range proposition, which is just fine. Any farther than twelve feet away, the pattern opens rather quickly. The number 7-½ shot at that range is pretty sparse. I would have liked to have some number 9 shotshells for testing, but none was to be found. Anyway, the 7-½ penetrates better, and at normal "A SNAKE!!!" range, it does just fine. The spread is wide enough to assure a good hit, and the pattern tight enough to assure a quick kill.
I also tried some number 4 shot at closer range, and it is with larger shot such as this that The Judge becomes better suited for solving social disputes of the most unfriendly kind. I see this as an ideal weapon to keep on the car seat to quickly resolve an attempted car-jacking. When a punk jerks the car door open, a face full of number four shot should rapidly dissuade the social misfit from wanting anything to do with your car, and should also render him unable to pass the eye exam for a driver’s license for the rest of his miserable life. If this seems cruel, so be it. If someone sneaks into a parking lot and hot-wires a car, that is one thing, but if he tries to forcibly take an occupied vehicle at a traffic light, he can learn to read Braille in prison as far as I’m concerned.
I tested the penetration of the number four shot loads on some aluminum bottles (no, I did not empty them. I found them that way) and some tough cured country ham hocks. The shot completely penetrated both the lightweight bottles and the tough meat, and would surely do the same on a close range snake or small game for the pot. Anything farther than about twelve feet, and the cylinder needs to be stoked with the .45 Colt loads.
I really had no high expectations of accuracy using the .45 Colt ammo, considering the long cylinder and fixed sights with the fiber optic bead front. I was, however, very pleasantly surprised at the practical accuracy of the weapon, especially at combat ranges. After shooting the gun offhand, I wished that I had ordered an insert for my Ransom Rest to see just how accurate the gun would be without the handicap of the shooter influencing the outcome. At any rate, the Judge is not meant to be a paper-punching target revolver, but rather a practical and versatile fighting weapon. At seven yards, the five shot cylinder would place the bullets right at point of aim, and grouped tightly together. The double action trigger pull was smooth, and measured nine and one-half pounds. The single action pull measured a crisp four and three-quarters pounds, and in either mode, the Judge was a delight to shoot. Recoil was easily controlled, and the Taurus Ribber grips took any bite out of the Judge’s bark. The grip is very comfortable, and the backstrap well-padded. The Judge has the "Taurus Security System" key lock, for those who like to use it. The test gun wears a three inch barrel, but longer barrels are offered. However, I think that the three inch is the better choice for social work. It is just a lot handier. The Judge also can be purchased with either two and one-half or three inch chambers, the test gun being the former. You also have a choice of blued or stainless steel. The test gun was very well finished, with no visible flaws, and functioned perfectly with all ammo tested. The barrel/cylinder gap measured .006 inch. The ejector rod is fully shrouded, and cylinder lockup was tight. The color casehardened hammer and trigger contrast nicely with the deep blue-black finish. The Judge has a nice, business-like appearance.
I was pleasantly surprised by the performance of the Judge, with both shotshells and solid bullet .45 Colt ammo. It offers a lot of versatility in snake country, and can be carried for urban defense loaded with shotshells, heavy .45 Colt hollowpoints, or a combination of both. A number four shot load followed by four hollowpoints might be just about ideal for social work.
I wonder if they got a ruling from ATF on this? After all, if a judge considers it to be a shotgun, it is obviously going to be illegal due to its size...
"I think that the three inch is the better choice for social work"
Oh, yeah.....THAT's what we need...
ARMED Social Workers....!!!
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PS: has anyone actually SHOT one of these...???
Birthday coming up....need to add to Taurus collection...
Hmmmm.....
I've been looking for a bad-ass all around wheelgun for the outdoors to supplement my wampy but treasured WWII S&W Victory .38 I got from my grandfather. This might be just the ticket.
Makes a delightful big bang, I bought one a few weeks ago to celebrate the DC ruling. :)
As the 2006 catalog describes it: "It becomes one of those 'I really need that gun.'...not a bad snake gun, bird dog training gun and handy to have around for other pesky varmints."
The old Thompson Arms single shot frame mounted with a 45 long colt chamber and twelve inch barrel will shoot the 410 shot shell also; IIRC.
Yep..
Snake shot is available in 38 cal loads. If you need a 410 to kil a snake you must be in the Amazon.
I am more interested in effectiveness against 2-legged snakes. The S&W .38 round isn't very potent.
So chamber the 38 in a 357 Mag and you're good to go. I like the slower 45 single actions myself though but ammo costs are really outrageous.
A Victory 38 can't even handle a .38 Special round without risk of failure.
Magnum Research has chambered one of their BFR revolvers for these loads for some time:
http://www.magnumresearch.com/Expand.asp?ProductCode=BFR45LC-410
What kind of a kick does a Desert Eagle .50 cal have?
Water Moccasins are tough hombres without much in the way of fear. My buddy and I were out hunting and had pulled over to look at an interesting new spot. We had a large aerial photo spread out on the hood of his idling truck and this Moccasin pokes his head out of the tall grass, see us, and heads right toward us. He was probably interested in the ground vibrations of the truck because as we stepped back in, curious to watch him, he came right up and sniffed the tires while I hung out the window just above him. Since we really weren't going to be in that area anyway we just let him go about his business.
That was enjoyable compared to the time I had one swim by as I was chest deep in a small swampy pond I had to cross. As a teenager I was helping my old man do some surveys of a large piece a land. He and his Iranian partner, Mo, owned a civil engineering company and had just parted ways with the survey guys so they were left to do some of the stuff themselves.
Anyway, Mo and I were short cutting across this small swampy pond, and I saw a big cottonmouth swimming on the surface, somewhat parallel, but angling in toward where our foreward progress was taking us. Mo was deathly afraid of snakes, he had even talked to a shrink as a young man back in Iran, so that was a big concern of mine - I didn't want him flipping out and attracting the snake over to us. I made up some stupid comment about the opposite shoreline and starting pointing at things to keep him from noticing the snake.
Thankfully, the snake just kept on his pace and swam off ahead of us. About an hour later when we regrouped with my old man, I told them what had happened. Mo was awful appreciative of the distraction and said that he would've probably flipped his lid at the sight of a large poisonous snake so close by.
So what happens when some chucklehead stuffs some .454 Casul or .460 Smiff and Weston rounds in this thing?
I pray it's a gangsta.
I hope Taurus has been pretty clear about ammo in their docs.
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