Busy Sunday

This morning I slept in a bit. Then got up and went trapshooting with Erik. We're going to try to go more often. Since we're not quite managing once a month. We've set Sunday morning at 10:30 as our time to go, since the range isn't crowded yet and as the summer wears on it won't be so hot. This trip to the range was um... Fraught with experimentation. I put in a full choke, I'd been shooting with improved cylinder which means for those who don't speak gun geek, now my pellets fly in a much smaller group. No more breaking occasional clays on sloppy near misses. Either they're really broken, or they're missed.

Also because I'm opposed to good science apparently, I put a bit of frosted tape over the right lens of my glasses. Not over all of it but a one inch square right on the nose side centered top to bottom on the lens. That left me with peripheral vision, but eliminated seeing two barrels. YAY! The end result was a lot of missed birds in the first round, but I really knew where I was pointing when things broke. Finally I saw the classic clay with a little gap over the barrel when things were breaking. Clearly once I had time to digest this knowledge (while the slowest foursome in all of trapshooting history went It worked out pretty well since I hit 14 the next round. (For those playing along at home that's my highest score, excluding the one where Charlie loaned me that BT-99 Micro.)

After we got done shooting Erik and I wandered over to the brand new Gander Mountain. We looked for replacement guylines over in tent land. (the rope is easy, it's those little plastic idiot proof sliders that are hard to find) Then of course over to guns. They had in stock a Browning Ladies Gold Sporting Clays, (Which is NOT the longest name ever for a gun that honor goes to the "Browning Ladies Gold Sporting Clays Golden Clays Edition." Where you pay more for prettier decorations) a Browning BT-99 Micro, a Mossberg International O/U, and a whole potload of Stoegers. Also some nice shortish Berettas and... anyhow there was shotgun lust. And Erik had some pistol lust.

Then I headed home, changed into scruffy clothes and DeNae and I laid a bunch of mulch. It's amazing how much better fresh mulch can make your landscaping look. We have a long way to go yet.



39: 6
40: 14