I have various skill sets that I try to keep fresh – driving in the snow, for example. Not skills that I’d always need, but ones that I feel are important enough to spend time keeping at least vaguely fresh.
One of those is hitting a target with a gun – Not something I’d hopefully ever need, but something that I feel is a good thing to keep at least competent at.
So, Laurel and I headed to the range after work on Tuesday.
It’s a range that I’d been to before – it’s actually underground, strangely enough, up in Washington. Nothing super fancy, but definitely a solid setup. Good safety precautions, pleasant staff… really all that I could ask for in a range.
We parked, signed in, rented a pistol, and headed in.
I mean… that’s really it. We shot for about an hour, switching the pistol out once and then renting a rifle to complete the practice. Just reminding ourselves how to load a magazine, how much recoil to expect, that sort of thing. The range-master was excellent, and gave some really good tips too.
Simple, easy, and enjoyable. With pizza afterward? A good evening indeed.
Ohh, and here’s the pictures. Did pretty well for not having shot in a few years. Even better – they had a COVID-19 target, so… I saved us, guys. Shot it dead. All better now, right?