Fun times are over, so back to the salt mines tomorrow…
And back on the diet (I swear they were trying to fatten me up for the slaughter), and I must have put on five pounds!
BUT…
It was a good four days, other than a few minor excursions…
She hugged each of the dealers, picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly parted.
Not all Irish are drunks, not all blonds are dumb, ….. but all men… are men!
Global Facts About – Sex At any given moment:
FACT: 79,000,000 people are having sex – right now.
FACT: 58,000,000 are kissing.
FACT: 37,000,000 are relaxing after having sex.
FACT: 1 old person is reading emails.
You hang in there, sunshine!
As the holiday season kicks off tomorrow, take a moment and step back from the sales, hoopla, family dinners/arguments/loony Uncles etc. and think about how lucky we are to live where we do…
And have the freedoms that we have, both due to our country and our ability to EARN a good enough living to be able to feed the crowd, travel to family, and the other things that we take for granted…
Having spent a number of Thanksgivings and Christmases out of the country over the years, I truly count myself lucky to be able to enjoy these holidays with family and friends. I know many scoff at the food in the military, but I will tell you that Thanksgiving and Christmas the mess halls/chow halls, the field kitchens, the mess decks on the ships and subs ALL go out of their way to fix a traditional meal, literally soup to nuts (and everything in between) for those servicemen and women (and on shore bases the families) of our military.
This is from the 646th ADC in New Jersey (in 1956).
This is from the 71st Transportation Battalion in Vietnam in 1967
A bit of history… From Plimoth Plantation living history museum
Exact times are still being worked out, but the range will be open for use by all with handguns, rifles and shotguns, to include some five-stand shotgun shooting for those interested. Right now, I’m putting together a rough count of those expected to attend, so if you’re interested, please shoot Murphy and me an e-mail at [email protected]. I can’t promise that Murphy’ll be there, but I will be, and so far, the above-mentioned celebrity bloggers are expected as well.
Let me know how many you’ll be bringing and what type of firearms that you’re planning to shoot. Anything but full-auto is ok. (Drat! No M60!) When I get your e-mail, I’ll send you all of the info about the shoot, including directions, as they become finalized. Some ammo will be available for purchase at the range but your own is also welcome. And yes, WV is concealed-carry friendly but check to ensure that your own state has reciprocity before coming down.
If you’re a reader of this blog or those above and a shooter, you’re definitely welcome to come.
Donations will be accepted to cover the range fees, and anything collected in excess will be donated to Wounded Warriors.
Down on the creek…
Pretty well camouflaged
Location 2
94 yards, big feeder, and nada… fresh corn on the ground, not a hog to be seen or heard (of course they showed up between the time I left Friday night, and the owner’s wife got out there Saturday morning…
We even tried a second flush yesterday afternoon, based on where the owner had seen hogs earlier. AD was the designated shooter, and I was his BUG, further down the creek. After we’d figured out our safe shooting angles, we set up on the edge of the creek and proceeded to wait for the ‘beaters’ to flush the hogs.
EXCEPT, the ONLY thing that flushed was a @#^& skunk!
It was a ‘big’ one, and it came across the creek just below AD (ignoring him of course), and I see movement out of the corner of my eye; about the time the skunk sees me at about 10 yards, it throws its tail straight up and flares it (NOT a good sign). I’m crouched down, gun is NOT up, and I’m trying to back up the creek bank without looking, and trying to figure out which way the wind is blowing… Thankfully, it decided to swim across the creek and go it’s own way.
Last night, nothing (other than a good steak on the grill, thanks JB)…
This morning, nothing, other than a skunk that looked at me though the crack in the blind (and thankfully decided to go his own way).
Some of the others had close encounters with deer, and other assorted things, but I’ll let them post on that 🙂
So effectively, these were the only things killed in any numbers this weekend 🙂
Fun times, good friends, meeting new folks, and a recharge on the personal battery. Well worth it as far as I’m concerned!
And yes, the steer with the butt ugly toupee is STILL there…
Sitting in a blind in the middle of nowhere Texas, ain’t seen the first hog…
Sigh…
So far my ‘score’ is one armadillo shot (during sighting in), one skunk, not shot. AD and I tried a flush along the creek with no success, I got stuck in a briar patch and had to reverse out of it, crossed the creek and we finished the flush; only thing flushed was an owl!
Realized I’d lost me cell, backtracked and sure enough, it was in the briar patch… Dammit…
I’m out waiting on AD and breakfast…
I think this is the first big move by the Obama administration to impose limits on firearms without ‘bothering’ Congress with those ‘little’ issues…
Apparently at least some of the hunting and shooting organizations are fighting back, and more power to them…
Edit- Guffaw has a post up HERE with an article link…
At least I didn’t have to go out in the rain to get there…LOL
And in the ye Gods and little fishes category, one more price from Tulsa.
$225,000 for a shotgun…
Not just ANY shotgun mind you, but an unfired 1930’s Purdy BEST Grade double in .410!!!
Anyhoo, I got my M-1 NM back, and it turns out the ejection problem was, of all things, a kinked spring holding the ejector! So now the safe is full again 🙂
Left is my 1953 HRA, right is my Springfield Type 2 NM. Now I just have to be home long enough to actually SHOOT em…
Sigh… Y’all have a good week!