range report
I arrived at Armored Fire ten minutes early on my motorcycle. A few THR members were hanging out, I joined them and learn that the range was closed due to an ATF audit. I found an ATF pin on the ground without a back. We waited for more members to show up, left a note on the door, and then left.
It took me a minute to get going. So I flew safely through traffic trying to catch up to the group going to Burnsville pistol range (or so I sort-of thought). I got stuck due to a traffic accident ahead. Even though nothing happened on the west bound side of the interstate, traffic was backed up. On the other side people were out of their cars for miles, some talking, some sitting on their roofs for a better view.
I stopped for gas at a station that did not accept credit cards. I then went to another station, and a police officer followed me. He stopped me in the station for my visor being up, and because the "day light" (whatever you call it) on my motorcycle was too dim for him to see from his point of view. He asked me where I was going, "bill's" I said. Sadly he wanted to know who Bill was, so I told him it was a shooting range. He then asked me if I had any guns on me a few times, and if I had a ccw. I had given my backpack to another THR member with a car when I stopped at Armored Fire, to save my back from carrying the weight. After the stop was done he patted me down for weapons, found my knife, opened it, and put it back. I then went to a different gas station after having embarrassing myself at the second one. I bought gas, made it to BSP, realized it was the wrong place, and then headed to Bill's.
I arrived at Bill's, found the group, got my guns, and went shooting. I shot someone's P3AT,
(kel-tec .380) and my Beretta Neos.
Overall I had a fun time, I got to ride my motorcycle (a lot) in February which is rare, I got to shoot, and most importantly I met a few new THR members. I would happily do it again.