Dulvarian
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I was at a public outdoor range today...
Setup, shoot. I'm sighting in my new CZ-527 in .223, my friend is sighting in a Rem 700 in .308. Pleasant time being had by all. On one end, there's a dad training his son on the finer points of long distance shooting out of an AR style rifle using irons, prior to son's deployment. Other end is an elderly gentleman shooting some hand rolls and collecting brass.
In rolls Bubba Sr, and Jr 1 and Jr 2. They have some decent guns, the only model I recall off the top of my head was a Beretta Storm with an Aimpoint. Now, I don't use the term /bubba/ lightly, nor in jest.
When they first came to the range, Sr was pontificating on all the 'work' he had done on all the guns. None of the guns would fire from a full magazine, double feeding problems, jams. They had pretty much everything but a kaboom. While Sr is further pontificating, I am getting showered by brass and Sr is continually asking for supplies from the guys at one end. About every two minutes, one of the guns would have some sort of failure.
Now, I know it was passive aggressive to simply toss all of the brass back in their direction. I would just get settled in to start shooting by the time they would get whatever malfunction fixed or a magazine reloaded or a gun swap, maybe one or two shots off before the shower would start again. In over a half an hour period, I didn't manage to get a single string of 5 shots off. I really have idea if half the shots were where I wanted to put them when I pulled the trigger, or if I twitched from the surprise of getting smacked with brass. The set stage on the trigger on it is extremely light.
I have never had brass down my shirt before. Ladies who have, I can certainly feel for you now. I will never forget that piece of advice with a female shooter ever again. I had quite a few powder marks where the shells were hitting on my arm, my face, my hat. Only one left a burn. (I had just put my ballcap on so I wouldn't get hit in the face and one lodged in my elbow while I was lining up a shot. Didn't realize it hadn't just bounced off for a second.) When I sat up from that one, I took one right on the lens of my glasses. At this point, I'm catching brass in the air and tossing it or slapping them out of the air.
After the burn, I just picked all of my gear up and moved down several tables. My friend checked to make sure I wasn't going to do anything rash, and one of the two other older men came over to tell me he wasn't sure how I had tolerated it that long. Somehow, my moving my gear, and everyone else staring at him/them, might have finally gotten through. We went cold, I moved my targets over, and by the time I got back, they were packing up to go. Maybe someone said something to them. I don't know. I never said a word. None of the words I would have said would have accomplished anything.
Moral of the story? Don't be a jerk. Best part of the story is that they normally went to the other outdoor public range, but for some reason came to the one I was at. Maybe the Lord thought I needed some patience.
There were two open benches to the right of us, they could have easily set up the pile of trash they were shooting at over there. (I'm being harsh, a lot of us shoot water bottles. Heck, I did.) For all of Bubba's skills at 'fixing' things, he apparently had no idea that every single one of the guns he brought ejected to the right. It was especially nice when only one of them was shooting, and would switch sides to stand next to me. Two feet away. Really?
I don't think I can tolerate that ever again. Done with public ranges. All I learned about my new rifle was that it likes 69gr PRVI Match better than 75gr Wolf Match. Guess which one I am out of?
Sorry everyone, just needed to vent. Maybe remind people to think about where there brass is going, be nice to your fellow shooter. The average tacticool mall-ninja has more common courtesy than what I saw. Probably twenty to twenty-five shooters were out there with me today, and he was the only negative. (Well, that and the two explosive targets, but that's a different discussion.)
Setup, shoot. I'm sighting in my new CZ-527 in .223, my friend is sighting in a Rem 700 in .308. Pleasant time being had by all. On one end, there's a dad training his son on the finer points of long distance shooting out of an AR style rifle using irons, prior to son's deployment. Other end is an elderly gentleman shooting some hand rolls and collecting brass.
In rolls Bubba Sr, and Jr 1 and Jr 2. They have some decent guns, the only model I recall off the top of my head was a Beretta Storm with an Aimpoint. Now, I don't use the term /bubba/ lightly, nor in jest.
When they first came to the range, Sr was pontificating on all the 'work' he had done on all the guns. None of the guns would fire from a full magazine, double feeding problems, jams. They had pretty much everything but a kaboom. While Sr is further pontificating, I am getting showered by brass and Sr is continually asking for supplies from the guys at one end. About every two minutes, one of the guns would have some sort of failure.
Now, I know it was passive aggressive to simply toss all of the brass back in their direction. I would just get settled in to start shooting by the time they would get whatever malfunction fixed or a magazine reloaded or a gun swap, maybe one or two shots off before the shower would start again. In over a half an hour period, I didn't manage to get a single string of 5 shots off. I really have idea if half the shots were where I wanted to put them when I pulled the trigger, or if I twitched from the surprise of getting smacked with brass. The set stage on the trigger on it is extremely light.
I have never had brass down my shirt before. Ladies who have, I can certainly feel for you now. I will never forget that piece of advice with a female shooter ever again. I had quite a few powder marks where the shells were hitting on my arm, my face, my hat. Only one left a burn. (I had just put my ballcap on so I wouldn't get hit in the face and one lodged in my elbow while I was lining up a shot. Didn't realize it hadn't just bounced off for a second.) When I sat up from that one, I took one right on the lens of my glasses. At this point, I'm catching brass in the air and tossing it or slapping them out of the air.
After the burn, I just picked all of my gear up and moved down several tables. My friend checked to make sure I wasn't going to do anything rash, and one of the two other older men came over to tell me he wasn't sure how I had tolerated it that long. Somehow, my moving my gear, and everyone else staring at him/them, might have finally gotten through. We went cold, I moved my targets over, and by the time I got back, they were packing up to go. Maybe someone said something to them. I don't know. I never said a word. None of the words I would have said would have accomplished anything.
Moral of the story? Don't be a jerk. Best part of the story is that they normally went to the other outdoor public range, but for some reason came to the one I was at. Maybe the Lord thought I needed some patience.
There were two open benches to the right of us, they could have easily set up the pile of trash they were shooting at over there. (I'm being harsh, a lot of us shoot water bottles. Heck, I did.) For all of Bubba's skills at 'fixing' things, he apparently had no idea that every single one of the guns he brought ejected to the right. It was especially nice when only one of them was shooting, and would switch sides to stand next to me. Two feet away. Really?
I don't think I can tolerate that ever again. Done with public ranges. All I learned about my new rifle was that it likes 69gr PRVI Match better than 75gr Wolf Match. Guess which one I am out of?
Sorry everyone, just needed to vent. Maybe remind people to think about where there brass is going, be nice to your fellow shooter. The average tacticool mall-ninja has more common courtesy than what I saw. Probably twenty to twenty-five shooters were out there with me today, and he was the only negative. (Well, that and the two explosive targets, but that's a different discussion.)