On July 3, I attempted to take two very good friends to the range with my wife.....It was at the public range in the Hobbs Management Area east of Rogers, Arkansas, along Beaver Lake.
I had already taken the nephews of my good friends to the same range the day before as we waited for the friends to arrive from their long drive from Michigan. That day, July 2, was very good.....all the shooters at the range were safe and friendly. The nephews fired their first handguns and had a good time.
Well, when we returned to the range the next day, July 3, we found a much less enjoyable situation.
One one end of the firing line were two guys hammering away with a fully-auto AR-15 variant.
Now, I like fully-auto, but understand this range has only five firing positions spread over about 40 feet and under a very stout pavilion roof. Under that heavy cover, and in that close proximity, the percussive force of the fully-auto rips was very unpleasant even with adequate hearing protection.
But that's not why we didn't shoot there that day.
The reason we didn't shoot that day was because there was a group of five or six Hispanics on the other end of the firing line, taking turns shooting pistols casually with one-handed grips and about half-way through a case of Miller Lite with their off-hands.
I mean two of them were standing at the firing line shooting at the 25-yard-line targets one-handed, cradling open beer cans in their other hands.
There were at least 8 or 9 opened beer cans on the range table with the assorted handguns and boxes of ammo and there was a cooler near by.
Because we had heard the loud fully-auto bursts from the parking lot, I offered to go up and check out the line before my friends and my wife came up with our guns and ammo.
First I looked at the fully-auto guys, and felt jealous. In fact, I was so absorbed by the machine gun, that it took me about 30 seconds for my mind to comprehend the situation at the firing point to my immediate left, and that I had actually had to walk right past to see the guys shooting the full-auto AR.
And no, this is a public range with a big red sign that says "PUBLIC RANGE. NO SAFETY OFFICER ON DUTY. SHOOT AT YOUR OWN RISK."
I walked back to the vehicle, said there was a group of folks drinking beer and shooting pistols at the range, and we all got back in the car and left immediately.
hillbilly
I had already taken the nephews of my good friends to the same range the day before as we waited for the friends to arrive from their long drive from Michigan. That day, July 2, was very good.....all the shooters at the range were safe and friendly. The nephews fired their first handguns and had a good time.
Well, when we returned to the range the next day, July 3, we found a much less enjoyable situation.
One one end of the firing line were two guys hammering away with a fully-auto AR-15 variant.
Now, I like fully-auto, but understand this range has only five firing positions spread over about 40 feet and under a very stout pavilion roof. Under that heavy cover, and in that close proximity, the percussive force of the fully-auto rips was very unpleasant even with adequate hearing protection.
But that's not why we didn't shoot there that day.
The reason we didn't shoot that day was because there was a group of five or six Hispanics on the other end of the firing line, taking turns shooting pistols casually with one-handed grips and about half-way through a case of Miller Lite with their off-hands.
I mean two of them were standing at the firing line shooting at the 25-yard-line targets one-handed, cradling open beer cans in their other hands.
There were at least 8 or 9 opened beer cans on the range table with the assorted handguns and boxes of ammo and there was a cooler near by.
Because we had heard the loud fully-auto bursts from the parking lot, I offered to go up and check out the line before my friends and my wife came up with our guns and ammo.
First I looked at the fully-auto guys, and felt jealous. In fact, I was so absorbed by the machine gun, that it took me about 30 seconds for my mind to comprehend the situation at the firing point to my immediate left, and that I had actually had to walk right past to see the guys shooting the full-auto AR.
And no, this is a public range with a big red sign that says "PUBLIC RANGE. NO SAFETY OFFICER ON DUTY. SHOOT AT YOUR OWN RISK."
I walked back to the vehicle, said there was a group of folks drinking beer and shooting pistols at the range, and we all got back in the car and left immediately.
hillbilly