Spent Wednesday at the Tuskeegee National Forest shooting range. Had two new handguns to shoot for the first time and to sight in, a Walther .22 auto and a Ruger 44 Special revolver.
There were several Auburn University students in a group at the range. I had my target frame up, with four Shoot-n-See targets attached, and had filled each with my usual mediocre groups (patterns?).
I always have an additional handgun that I keep fully loaded at all times when I am at this isolated range. This day it was my SIG GSR .45. I had earlier commented to one of the students that I was more capable with the .45 semi-auto than I was with revolvers. I had retrieved my target frame and prepared to leave when I decided that I needed to shoot at least one magazine through the .45. I commented that I should shoot my .45 before I departed. My target frame being already in the truck, I needed an aiming point. On the twenty-five yard berm there was a red 12 gauge hull standing on end. Using a standing, Weaver stance I fired the first round and smacked the hull dead-center!
Now, I knew something that the students did not - that I could probably shoot all afternoon and not repeat that shot.
So I put the .45 back in the Safe-packer holster and bid them good-day.
Somewhere there is a group of young people that think that a certain gray-headed old fart can shoot a lot better than he really can!
There were several Auburn University students in a group at the range. I had my target frame up, with four Shoot-n-See targets attached, and had filled each with my usual mediocre groups (patterns?).
I always have an additional handgun that I keep fully loaded at all times when I am at this isolated range. This day it was my SIG GSR .45. I had earlier commented to one of the students that I was more capable with the .45 semi-auto than I was with revolvers. I had retrieved my target frame and prepared to leave when I decided that I needed to shoot at least one magazine through the .45. I commented that I should shoot my .45 before I departed. My target frame being already in the truck, I needed an aiming point. On the twenty-five yard berm there was a red 12 gauge hull standing on end. Using a standing, Weaver stance I fired the first round and smacked the hull dead-center!
Now, I knew something that the students did not - that I could probably shoot all afternoon and not repeat that shot.
So I put the .45 back in the Safe-packer holster and bid them good-day.
Somewhere there is a group of young people that think that a certain gray-headed old fart can shoot a lot better than he really can!