At the range Sunday. Quite a few people there. At some point, someone calls for cold range. Needs to set targets. No problem; it's been awhile. I set some targets; am done in approx. 45 seconds. Wait for a host of other people to return, tapping feet (can't touch anything - all you can do is wait). A few minutes later, everyone is done, except for a brand new arrival group. I hear someone say "Go ahead, set your targets". OK, no problem. They go down, then come back within 3-4 more minutes. Alright, time to go to work. But wait....Seems that a trio consisting of an elderly couple, and another elderly gentlemen now want to set targets, even though they were there the whole time. The two men of the trio are wearing blaze orange camo hats, so I suspect they are some of those folks coming in for that once-a-year, sighting-in-for-deer-season range session (as non-paying guests, of course), but who knows for sure....
So off they go downrange. Little bitty tiny great-grandpa steps (no offense to the great-grandpas here). But really, they shoulda had some all-terrain personal movers - it'd-a been faster. So surely they're just going to 50 yards. After all, I doubt they'd have good enough eyesight to take a shot a deer further than that. They reach 50 yards....Are they gonna stop? Hmmmmm..... Nope. Seems they're going on past. Off they go to 100 yards. You get the picture. Are they gonna stop there? Nope. Keep on going to 150. Surely they're gonna stop at 150, and not go all they way to 200. Yes, they stop! So they just have to set their targets and make the excruciatingly slow trip back, then I can resume, right? NO! They commence to DRAGGING the target stand from 150 BACK TO 100 yards. Doh!! You can imagine how long it takes for 3 people who can barely walk (bless their little pointed heads) to drag a large target stand 50 yards. Then they set the targets - not speed demons at that task either; then begin the expedition home to the firing line. This all takes a good 15-20 minutes of our time. Quite a few people besides me are also pacing. It was such a comedy of unbelievables that I was actually laughing at loud and called my friend on the cellphone to pass the time and pass on the story. I love our elderly neighbors and gun ownwers, but SHEESH! Anyone else have a new story?
So off they go downrange. Little bitty tiny great-grandpa steps (no offense to the great-grandpas here). But really, they shoulda had some all-terrain personal movers - it'd-a been faster. So surely they're just going to 50 yards. After all, I doubt they'd have good enough eyesight to take a shot a deer further than that. They reach 50 yards....Are they gonna stop? Hmmmmm..... Nope. Seems they're going on past. Off they go to 100 yards. You get the picture. Are they gonna stop there? Nope. Keep on going to 150. Surely they're gonna stop at 150, and not go all they way to 200. Yes, they stop! So they just have to set their targets and make the excruciatingly slow trip back, then I can resume, right? NO! They commence to DRAGGING the target stand from 150 BACK TO 100 yards. Doh!! You can imagine how long it takes for 3 people who can barely walk (bless their little pointed heads) to drag a large target stand 50 yards. Then they set the targets - not speed demons at that task either; then begin the expedition home to the firing line. This all takes a good 15-20 minutes of our time. Quite a few people besides me are also pacing. It was such a comedy of unbelievables that I was actually laughing at loud and called my friend on the cellphone to pass the time and pass on the story. I love our elderly neighbors and gun ownwers, but SHEESH! Anyone else have a new story?