Cecil Webb Range, Charlotte County, FL....
What an "interesting" place to shoot!! You've got all of the following, on a daily basis:
1. Talkers. Love to talk about their brand new web gear, camel back, G17 (inevitably), mil-spec boots, glasses, etc. Of course, they always show up to the range dressed up like a friggin' GI Joe. Marksmanship is, shall we say, less than perfect.
2. Gangbangers. Nothing like setting up at the pistol range, ready to try and nail that bulls eye at 25 yds, only to have an Escalade pull up, two bangers from downtown get out, dump two magazines downrange (pistols held horizontally, of course), get back in the truck, and leave. Of course, they didn't ask if the lanes they were using were free, and weren't even aiming at a target! Also interesting is the collection of girls that seem to always be in the truck (I believe the term is "hood-rat"). Even better is when one shows up at the rifle range with an underfolder AK, and just sprays like mad, then drives off. Couldn't be bothered to police his brass, of course, or even step up to the line before shooting! RO got a little ticked at that guy!
Oh, and I have yet to see a tag on one of these cars that indicate that they paid to get in.
3. Cracker (as in Florida cracker.) Let me start by saying I have NO problem with rural America. When I was a kid growing up in Indiana, my backyard was bordered by a corn field! However, we get some really interesting people showing up at the range. Why do people feel the need to bump fire when I'm trying to target shoot? And how do these people afford to burn 500 rounds of center fire rifle ammo every weekend! I clearly keep picking the wrong careers! There's also the guy that shows up with the muzzle loader, "The instructions say 4 disks is a magnum load, but I can cram 6 in there! Check it out! BOOOM!" I had to leave for that one. And I won't even get into the time when a moron set up his .50 BMG right next to me! Needless to say, he got a little lesson on etiquette as it pertains to muzzle brakes!:banghead: This type is also likely to whip out their AK or AR at the pistol range, and get all indignant and puffed up when someone suggests that they read the sign on the line that says "PISTOLS AND RIMFIRE RIFLES ONLY". D-bags.
4. The final group is the real-estate broker. These guys like to show up with their immaculate, scoped Desert Eagle, and proceed to hit EXACTLY NOTHING with it at 15 yards. This type is generally safe, and tends to keep to themselves (they travel in groups), it just annoys me that they would spend that much on hardware and ammo, and yet be so unconcerned about actually hitting a target.
Despite my obvious disdain for my fellow man, I generally enjoy going to the range and being around fellow shooters. However, I cannot abide stupid people playing with dangerous toys!!!!
Thank god I got into the private range! Went 2 weekends ago, and I was the only one there! It was wonderful!!!