If I've said it once, I've said it a dozen times: I'm a plinker at heart. Sure, I enjoy trying my (unskilled) hand at some distance shooting, and trying to put the bullets through one hole, but I grew up on much less formal shooting. I've killed soup cans by the hundreds. A friend of mine has been telling me for years that I should "come out to the farm," and do some shooting. Yesterday, I finally did.
I loaded up my 10/22, my Ruger American Rimfire, and my 22/45.
Naturally, I also had my Shield Plus (it's like American Express: don't leave home without it). Now, when I tell you this guy "gets away from it all....," he gets away from it all. I drove about an hour from the metropolis that is my hometown (population ~12K), out into much less populated areas, turned off the highway, and had to drive another half an hour after I left the paved road. I lost cell service a good 3 miles before I got to my destination. He was down in a holler at the edge of national forest property, with a cozy, well-kept cabin.
A couple of his friends showed up, we ate some lunch, watched the Hogs win a ball game (WPS!), and then wandered out back to do a little shooting. My friend who is approaching 70 has some hearing loss, and we had discussed suppressors in the past. I don't think he'd ever heard one in person before. Unfortunately, I forgot to grab a box of subsonics to go with me. Fortunately, he had a box on hand. So we loaded up mags and headed out back. I think I was the only one there who had ever shot a suppressed gun. And I'll tell you that nothing I own puts a smile on faces the way that suppressor does.
So we spent some time with the suppressed RAR, then turned to other stuff. I got to shoot my friend's G27 (I'd never shot one of those), an LCP 2(?)(never shot one of those, either), passed my Shield Plus around for everyone to try, then moved the suppressor over to my 22/45. (Wanna feel like John Wick? That one will do it.). I should probably apologize to my friend, because I think I've just cost him some money. It will be money well spent, though. I suspect he'll look a little harder at suppressors, and I was able to suggest some good trainers in his area for his wife. (She was plenty competent with her pistol, but she wants some more training. Who am I to tell her no, right?)
We probably didn't shoot much over 100 rounds, even all together. But it was a fantastic day of plinking and good company.
I loaded up my 10/22, my Ruger American Rimfire, and my 22/45.
Naturally, I also had my Shield Plus (it's like American Express: don't leave home without it). Now, when I tell you this guy "gets away from it all....," he gets away from it all. I drove about an hour from the metropolis that is my hometown (population ~12K), out into much less populated areas, turned off the highway, and had to drive another half an hour after I left the paved road. I lost cell service a good 3 miles before I got to my destination. He was down in a holler at the edge of national forest property, with a cozy, well-kept cabin.
A couple of his friends showed up, we ate some lunch, watched the Hogs win a ball game (WPS!), and then wandered out back to do a little shooting. My friend who is approaching 70 has some hearing loss, and we had discussed suppressors in the past. I don't think he'd ever heard one in person before. Unfortunately, I forgot to grab a box of subsonics to go with me. Fortunately, he had a box on hand. So we loaded up mags and headed out back. I think I was the only one there who had ever shot a suppressed gun. And I'll tell you that nothing I own puts a smile on faces the way that suppressor does.
So we spent some time with the suppressed RAR, then turned to other stuff. I got to shoot my friend's G27 (I'd never shot one of those), an LCP 2(?)(never shot one of those, either), passed my Shield Plus around for everyone to try, then moved the suppressor over to my 22/45. (Wanna feel like John Wick? That one will do it.). I should probably apologize to my friend, because I think I've just cost him some money. It will be money well spent, though. I suspect he'll look a little harder at suppressors, and I was able to suggest some good trainers in his area for his wife. (She was plenty competent with her pistol, but she wants some more training. Who am I to tell her no, right?)
We probably didn't shoot much over 100 rounds, even all together. But it was a fantastic day of plinking and good company.
rifle in .22LR.
