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Subtitled : 28 ga vs 20 ga
Sub-Subtitled : FUN !
Being a male, by default I am dumb. Fine, I accept move on and do best can.
HBR is a lady, and by default being a lady, is smarter than a male.
Older I get - the more I learn.
So...she done good with her 870 20 ga pump gun on doves the other day, must have been the great instructor she had, she felled a limit of 15 with 13 shells. Heckuva instructor in my book .
Piddlin', I can do piddlin' and when the idea was tossed out by HBR, "Wanna run down the road and pop a few doves?" I may be dumb, I ain't stupid, I said "Yeah!".
Flirtin', hey I am a Southern Gentleman, I can flirt, how raised, what you do.
HBR and I flirt, some folks don't understand this "flirtin'" some do, as it can be taken wrong by some , but these are the same folks that most likely think a guy doing laundry is wrong and a gal changing her own oil can't snag a fellow.
If HBR wants to change her oil and get oil on her face- fine. I gotta right to play with her washer and dryer and do laundry.
HBR has this bright idea, "Okay, lets shoot 5 birds and call it quits". Fine - this little break is a good idea.
I did not bring a gun, why would I bring a gun when I can borrow one, and give it back dirty? See, age brings wisdom, I remember my Mentors doing this, and well...they did pass stuff to me, and I am supposed to pass forward - right?
I get handed a NEF Youth 20ga. "We are going to use single shots by the way, and only get 5 shells to take no more than 5 birds".
Must of been a heckuva instructor,she had , like I said. I like this instructor's way of thinking...
She brings out a NEF 28 ga, and has this real big grin. I have this little boy pouty look.
"I want that one" - I say
"No you can't have it" she replies.
Somehow that exchange meant I lost and the answer is "No".
Remember that part about me being a Southern Boy and Flirtin'?
"If you outshoot me - you can have me" - I piped up.
She put her gun back in the gun case and pretended her fingernails needed attention. Grinning, thought I did not see with it her pretending to ignore me...snicker or three as well...
"Hello...<waves hand> Hello?"
*crickets*.
Something is wrong here, for some reason when a lady says something like , "If you outshoot me - you can have me" , or whatever the challenge is- guys jump up and get with the program, whatever the program is.
I know...
"I gotta new bag of Chocolate, the York Peppermint Patties, you out shoot me you can have them".
That did it.
Gun back out of case, 5 shells handed to me, she snagged 5 and took off.
Well I was not going to start walking without lighting a cigarette first, geez, my Mentors didn't do it, and I was not about to be out doing what not taught.
Oh, I need to dig around and find some shooting glasses.
I just show up, borrow what need, saves all that packing stuff to go and unpacking when you get back. Mentors taught me that too. They also taught me a lot of folks go thru too much rigamarole on this hunting and fishing stuff.
Okay, I can wear a pair of these, clear lenses are good, avitator style I like, not sure what that is on the lense, but it smelled like Ballistol <drops glasses> yep Ballistol all right, slicker than owl...
"bang"
Oh, she got one, best stick glasses on , light another smoke, put 3 shells in jeans pocket, leave action open, insert one and the other in weak hand fingers.
I turn around get two steps in the field and if a gray missle want to come at me, fine - "bang"
Mentors always said game and fish "right there", I am within spitting distance of the vehicle parked in this field.
I walk back, put dove on vehicle, no need carrying the thing...No I ain't got a pouch, I am dressed in jeans, grubby sneakers, charcoal oxford shirt, and wearing a blue bandana...my hat? Ain't got one, HBR, other ladies and kids done shot it , and the dawg run off with what left.
"bang" - umm she done got another one it seems "How many you got old fart, or you forget how to shoot?"
Flirtin' she is, fine, I'm thirsty and there is a Dr. Pepper in the ice chest, I spied it looking for shooting glasses.
Umm, I could walk on out , but I gots this Dr Pepper, now, might as well light up a smoke, wait I know, set the Soda on the vehicle and "ooh....ooohh".
Oh all right, just as I was getting all settled two doves come messing up my getting settled...
"bang" , thumb open, spent hull out, shove shell in from weak hand, close and "bang"
Knocked the fire out of my cigarette I did, had to light it again before I get the one that fell 7 steps and the one 20 steps.
"Is that 3 birds for you now? You better not get MY chocolate...?" HBR hollers ...
Thought crossed my mind about that un-opened bag of chocolate, but the thought of getting mistaken for a dove wearing a mustache crossed my mind too.
Little known shared fact about hunting, folks are afraid to mention on a public form is, critters tend to show up when you have to tinkle. This does not bother me in the least to mention on a public forum, because while some question if I have "culture" I can state for a fact I have "couth".
Oh well, some folks, especially ladies, might not appreciate taking a pair of doves while unwatering , but the deal is, incomers falling at your feet, means one may have to move to keep from getting hit.
Like high 8 on a skeet field, popped one, took my sweet time, another comes doing the same thing. I darn near caught that one...
"bang" ....bang" she got 4 now, I got 5, and she can count too.
She starts coming back up , grinning, '"bang" ,pops her fifth and "we tied" .
5 birds each, with 5 shots, using bone stock single shots in 20ga and 28 ga.
Got the birds done up and headed back. Boy and girl getting into a bag of York Peppermint Patties, been sitting in the ice chest, them things are gooood when chilled.
She was putting up the doves, I was reading a textbook and just nodded off in the recliner. I woke up to find a York Peppermint on my chest, and noticed she was sleeping on the sofa.
Supposed to take a nap after Dove Hunting as hard as we had, Mentors taught me that too, noticed she was taking this Mentoring pretty good, so I nodded back off myself.
Sub-Subtitled : FUN !
Being a male, by default I am dumb. Fine, I accept move on and do best can.
HBR is a lady, and by default being a lady, is smarter than a male.
Older I get - the more I learn.
So...she done good with her 870 20 ga pump gun on doves the other day, must have been the great instructor she had, she felled a limit of 15 with 13 shells. Heckuva instructor in my book .
Piddlin', I can do piddlin' and when the idea was tossed out by HBR, "Wanna run down the road and pop a few doves?" I may be dumb, I ain't stupid, I said "Yeah!".
Flirtin', hey I am a Southern Gentleman, I can flirt, how raised, what you do.
HBR and I flirt, some folks don't understand this "flirtin'" some do, as it can be taken wrong by some , but these are the same folks that most likely think a guy doing laundry is wrong and a gal changing her own oil can't snag a fellow.
If HBR wants to change her oil and get oil on her face- fine. I gotta right to play with her washer and dryer and do laundry.
HBR has this bright idea, "Okay, lets shoot 5 birds and call it quits". Fine - this little break is a good idea.
I did not bring a gun, why would I bring a gun when I can borrow one, and give it back dirty? See, age brings wisdom, I remember my Mentors doing this, and well...they did pass stuff to me, and I am supposed to pass forward - right?
I get handed a NEF Youth 20ga. "We are going to use single shots by the way, and only get 5 shells to take no more than 5 birds".
Must of been a heckuva instructor,she had , like I said. I like this instructor's way of thinking...
She brings out a NEF 28 ga, and has this real big grin. I have this little boy pouty look.
"I want that one" - I say
"No you can't have it" she replies.
Somehow that exchange meant I lost and the answer is "No".
Remember that part about me being a Southern Boy and Flirtin'?
"If you outshoot me - you can have me" - I piped up.
She put her gun back in the gun case and pretended her fingernails needed attention. Grinning, thought I did not see with it her pretending to ignore me...snicker or three as well...
"Hello...<waves hand> Hello?"
*crickets*.
Something is wrong here, for some reason when a lady says something like , "If you outshoot me - you can have me" , or whatever the challenge is- guys jump up and get with the program, whatever the program is.
I know...
"I gotta new bag of Chocolate, the York Peppermint Patties, you out shoot me you can have them".
That did it.
Gun back out of case, 5 shells handed to me, she snagged 5 and took off.
Well I was not going to start walking without lighting a cigarette first, geez, my Mentors didn't do it, and I was not about to be out doing what not taught.
Oh, I need to dig around and find some shooting glasses.
I just show up, borrow what need, saves all that packing stuff to go and unpacking when you get back. Mentors taught me that too. They also taught me a lot of folks go thru too much rigamarole on this hunting and fishing stuff.
Okay, I can wear a pair of these, clear lenses are good, avitator style I like, not sure what that is on the lense, but it smelled like Ballistol <drops glasses> yep Ballistol all right, slicker than owl...
"bang"
Oh, she got one, best stick glasses on , light another smoke, put 3 shells in jeans pocket, leave action open, insert one and the other in weak hand fingers.
I turn around get two steps in the field and if a gray missle want to come at me, fine - "bang"
Mentors always said game and fish "right there", I am within spitting distance of the vehicle parked in this field.
I walk back, put dove on vehicle, no need carrying the thing...No I ain't got a pouch, I am dressed in jeans, grubby sneakers, charcoal oxford shirt, and wearing a blue bandana...my hat? Ain't got one, HBR, other ladies and kids done shot it , and the dawg run off with what left.
"bang" - umm she done got another one it seems "How many you got old fart, or you forget how to shoot?"
Flirtin' she is, fine, I'm thirsty and there is a Dr. Pepper in the ice chest, I spied it looking for shooting glasses.
Umm, I could walk on out , but I gots this Dr Pepper, now, might as well light up a smoke, wait I know, set the Soda on the vehicle and "ooh....ooohh".
Oh all right, just as I was getting all settled two doves come messing up my getting settled...
"bang" , thumb open, spent hull out, shove shell in from weak hand, close and "bang"
Knocked the fire out of my cigarette I did, had to light it again before I get the one that fell 7 steps and the one 20 steps.
"Is that 3 birds for you now? You better not get MY chocolate...?" HBR hollers ...
Thought crossed my mind about that un-opened bag of chocolate, but the thought of getting mistaken for a dove wearing a mustache crossed my mind too.
Little known shared fact about hunting, folks are afraid to mention on a public form is, critters tend to show up when you have to tinkle. This does not bother me in the least to mention on a public forum, because while some question if I have "culture" I can state for a fact I have "couth".
Oh well, some folks, especially ladies, might not appreciate taking a pair of doves while unwatering , but the deal is, incomers falling at your feet, means one may have to move to keep from getting hit.
Like high 8 on a skeet field, popped one, took my sweet time, another comes doing the same thing. I darn near caught that one...
"bang" ....bang" she got 4 now, I got 5, and she can count too.
She starts coming back up , grinning, '"bang" ,pops her fifth and "we tied" .
5 birds each, with 5 shots, using bone stock single shots in 20ga and 28 ga.
Got the birds done up and headed back. Boy and girl getting into a bag of York Peppermint Patties, been sitting in the ice chest, them things are gooood when chilled.
She was putting up the doves, I was reading a textbook and just nodded off in the recliner. I woke up to find a York Peppermint on my chest, and noticed she was sleeping on the sofa.
Supposed to take a nap after Dove Hunting as hard as we had, Mentors taught me that too, noticed she was taking this Mentoring pretty good, so I nodded back off myself.
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