*chuckle*
I have always liked hunting with a handgun. Just a plain handgun, revolver or semi-auto, no optics...etc.
So there I wuz...
On a ranch/farm in a pasture, with sheets of decking atop three 55 gal drums.
I have a Kel-Tec P-11, a Model 64 3" RB, thermos of coffee, smokes, and some cinnamon twists.
Property ranch/farm owner's daughter, rides out on a horse, and is laughing.
"What are you doing?" she asks.
"Stand hunting for ground hawgs" I replied.
The day before, I had been sitting on a fence, or using a fence for support, to shoot ground hawgs, but the little heahthens were in a slight depression in a pasture, and I did not have a good sight picture.
Hence the reason for the drums, and decking for a "ground hawg stand".
So I would sit, scan, drink coffee, eat , smoke, and wait. This daughter was back up the fence, on the other side of it and watching from time to time.
She heard shots...
Little heathens come out from under my stand, and one went left, one went right and there I am cross legged shooting a P-11. I got them both.
She hollers, I stand up, and she says "you had the most evil smirk on your face".
My other fun sitting spots on atop a ranch truck roof, a Pole barn shed, and some tractor or pc of farm equipment.
I have taken a number of wabbits with the P-11 and Model 64. Just sitting on the tailgate of a truck, or bucket. Just out in the middle of a pasture, just sitting there, and wabbits come within range.
I mean you young folks can do all that walking if'n you want.
Mentors used to grin a lot.
I would be out hunting, and they would sit where they be and take game.
The older I get, the more I understand why they grinned a lot.
*grin*