One of those days...

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Sgt.Saputo

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So, I'm an avid shooter. I've been a member on TFL for some time and just signed up here. I figured it would be best to introduce myself with my moment of failure from yesterday:D.


Some days I just don't feel like getting one of my "real" guns out, on those days I grab my air rifle and some cans. I setup a can at 40 or so yards, loaded my air rifle, took aim, and fired. Miss. Loaded up again, fired....miss. So after 40+ shots and 0 hits I was frustrated:cuss:, any other day I could have hit this easily on my first shot. Went inside grabbed a Co2 pistol, loaded it, walked up to the can and essentially cut it in half :D. I went inside, made some soup, soup tastes like victory.

The moral of the story here is, this problem could have been avoided would I have taken the extra 5 minutes to get my AK ;).

Lets hear your stories of failure!
 
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Hunting pigs, buddy called in a coyote, it stopped at about 60 yards, pulled up the AR real slow, lined him up, *click*. Yeah, I still haven't lived that down from my buddies.
 

Been there, it's the loudest sound in the world.

Apparently, the 8 point buck (largest I'd ever seen in my area) thought so too and promptly vacated the area.

My biggest oops happened at an early age. I was dove hunting, sitting on a plastic chair. My weapon that my father had given me to learn on was a single shot, 12 gauge savage with a steel butt-pad. Bird went over me, I shot at too high of an angle and collapsed the folding chair. Good thing he gave me a single shot. :scrutiny:
 
At a school, shoot-off with two others for the title of class "top gun"

Target was 10" wide moving silhouette at 200 yards. Prone unsupported with an off the rack M16A2 with irons. 6 second target exposure, moving at a jerky walking pace, 3-shots, most hits wins.

First time all 3 of us hit the target 2/3 times.

Next round 1st shooter hits 2/3, 2nd shooter hits 0/3, I get ready, wait for the target exposure, get a good sight picture, and.....






Don't know if the bolt overrode the round or if I just plain forgot to chamber a round. Still managed to quickly chamber the round and get 3 shots off, only 1 hit.

Unfortunately, no soup for me.
 
Well, I had one of those days where nothing went right. Deciding the only thing for it was to go off to the range. It being in the afternoon in the middle of the week, I've the place to myself. Cool.

Was going to spend time on the rifle line with the Mossberg M44 doing the the appleseed thing. So, I had most of a brick of .22lr. Since I was out, I only had a couple mags of .223 for the AR. Set up on the rifle line, call the line (me<g>) safe to load. Look in the range bag. Look in the spotting scope bag, nope. Even look in the pistol range bag, nope.

Not one magazine for that M44.

No sweat, I've come 28 miles out here, I can burn the .233-- except:
When I patted down the pockets in the Waller AR case, I felt mags, did not check a single one for ammo.

RM had even made a comment that I better not need any .233, they'd had a shoot the previous w/e and his shelves were bare.

Ok, pack the rifle line up. Decide it's all good, two fewer weapons to clean when I got home. Go set up at the pistol line. Pull out mags and ammo. Notice something. I have every thing for the .32 colt but the ammo. Oh, I have three extra boxes of .380 that day--I had rifled the ammo stash and set aside the ammo in two piles. Guess which one I put in the stinking bag?

Ok, saved by the fact that the bag always has at least one box of .45acp; today it has three. Only thing that slowed progress was only having two magazines (instead of 4-6).

Ah, what a day. Bring four guns, only get to shoot the one.

Dude rolls up to the line later, asks about my day, even offers to help (one of the best things about this thing we do, isn't it?) Well, as a person might guess, he does not have an M44 mag, or .32acp ammo. But, there must have been something in the air, he's forgotten his 9mm ammo. I have a box of white-box Win, so we split it.

Not that bad a day, in the end. (Well, not until I stubbed my toe on a stack of .32acp boxes some nimrod left on my floor-ow,ow,ow . . . )
 
Well, a bow is a firearm, although not a gun..still too funny and sad not to post.

Went out to the treestand a few years ago, had my bow, ghille suit on, had scouted a nice boar hog on the cam hitting the feeder right about dark for about 2 weeks now. I finnally had the time to do something about him.

I Drive 20 miles, hike 3 miles through the woods. Climb stand , spray some cover scent and slingshotted a few balls of Tink's sow'in heat out towards the feeder all by 5:00pm

Sit and wait, feeder goes off, a huge racoon shows up and starts eating my corn, so I pound him with a blunt tipped arrow knocking him silly and he gets up and runs off with a concussion after a few mins.

6 ish'oclock, dark is comeing and so is the boar, i can smell and hear him in the brush, I knock my arrow back as he steps out under the feeder, wait for the shot

aim

breath cause hes real big, and aim again

release,

arrow bounces off him

boar runs away...

Walk back to the truck weeping in the dark, because I also forgot to check batterys in the flashlight,

Every single arrow in my quiver was for small game and blunt tipped from a rabbit hunt we had done with dogs a week earlier, in my minds eye I was seeing the expandable broadheads on the arrows.
 
arrow bounces off him

boar runs away...

Walk back to the truck weeping in the dark, because I also forgot to check batterys in the flashlight

I'm thinking the only thing that could have been worse would be you forgetting your keys in the stand.....:D
 
Not exactly the same thing but still funny... and true to the best of my knowledge.

Gentleman is hunting from a treestand over a game trail. Along comes a sow black bear with a cub following dutifully behind. The hunter decides to have a little fun and pops the sow in the rump with a blunt arrow, whereupon she whirls around and slaps the cub into the bushes:D
 
Gentleman is hunting from a treestand over a game trail. Along comes a sow black bear with a cub following dutifully behind. The hunter decides to have a little fun and pops the sow in the rump with a blunt arrow, whereupon she whirls around and slaps the cub into the bushes:D

Normally I would write LQTM (laugh quietly to myself) but this one made me fall off the couch! :D
 
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snipe300 said:
Gentleman is hunting from a treestand over a game trail. Along comes a sow black bear with a cub following dutifully behind. The hunter decides to have a little fun and pops the sow in the rump with a blunt arrow, whereupon she whirls around and slaps the cub into the bushes.

I fell off my chair thinking of what that sow was saying/thinking about her cub! :cuss::eek::neener:
 
I completely failed an Army qualification with a brand new 4x ACOG.

It was directly after that I realized it was loose and was flopping around on the rail.

Tightened it up, re zeroed it and qualified expert. :p
 
"Gentleman is hunting from a treestand over a game trail. Along comes a sow black bear with a cub following dutifully behind. The hunter decides to have a little fun and pops the sow in the rump with a blunt arrow, whereupon she whirls around and slaps the cub into the bushes"

I don't get it...
 
First time deer hunting. My uncle puts me in a tiny ground blind with no door. Had to hang my left leg outside the opening. Had been sitting there for hours motionless seeing NOTHING. Got bored and looked over to my right for a minute and looked back to the feeder. There stands a HUGE buck staring straight at me. I think he just wanted me to see him before he took off. :neener:
 
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