30 cal slob
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So I'm driving to a public outdoor range on Sunday for a little rifle trigger work.
I get to the parking lot at 1 p.m ish and and am dismayed to see a fire engine parked with lights flashing. A sharp feeling of awful foreboding wells up in the pit of my stomach, and I'm thinking "oh chit, somebody got hurt in a range accident."
Then I glance at the range and notice prodigious clouds of smoke billowing right behind the 100 yard rifle berm.
RSO says tersely, "we're shut down for now, brush fire, tried putting out a small one earlier but it flared up again so we called the FD."
So we're sitting in the lounge, with people piling in, expecting to shoot. After an hour, we're crowding the range gun shop ... if ya can't shoot, might as well shop. That gets old, so we stare at the butts of the folks shooting in the indoor .22 range.
At around 2:15 the fire dep't says, "just another 10-15 minutes 'till we're done." Hope springs eternal.
So, at about 3:00 :banghead: we finally get the all-clear to squeeze in two hours of shooting.
To the jerk who was shootin tracers at the far end of the 100 yard line OVER THE 15 FOOT BERM at the Blue Trail Range in Wallingford, thanks for nuttin.
I get to the parking lot at 1 p.m ish and and am dismayed to see a fire engine parked with lights flashing. A sharp feeling of awful foreboding wells up in the pit of my stomach, and I'm thinking "oh chit, somebody got hurt in a range accident."
Then I glance at the range and notice prodigious clouds of smoke billowing right behind the 100 yard rifle berm.
RSO says tersely, "we're shut down for now, brush fire, tried putting out a small one earlier but it flared up again so we called the FD."
So we're sitting in the lounge, with people piling in, expecting to shoot. After an hour, we're crowding the range gun shop ... if ya can't shoot, might as well shop. That gets old, so we stare at the butts of the folks shooting in the indoor .22 range.
At around 2:15 the fire dep't says, "just another 10-15 minutes 'till we're done." Hope springs eternal.
So, at about 3:00 :banghead: we finally get the all-clear to squeeze in two hours of shooting.
To the jerk who was shootin tracers at the far end of the 100 yard line OVER THE 15 FOOT BERM at the Blue Trail Range in Wallingford, thanks for nuttin.
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