I completed shotgun training for my summer employment last week and it went considerably better than last year. I got 10/10 which was the best score out of everybody in the class (except for a grizzled old timer who also got 10/10). It's kind of surprising, I really don't shoot much compared to most Alaskans, and this was really only my third time ever shooting a shotgun--the other two being last year's training. When the instructor of the course saw my grouping he said that I should be on a shooting team. I did have a nice group, by the end I was just shooting through a large hole in the center of the target. Hmmmm. . . third time with a shotgun, ever.
Yes, for those of you who envision otherwise, it might come as a surprise that I don't greet strangers at the door with my shotgun in their face. I may come across as being a crusty mountain man at times, but I really don't dislike company enough that I would ever greet people at gunpoint.
Which brings me to my next point, kind of. I can't find ammunition anywhere in Alaska. I have a brand spankin' new gun that I want to take to the range, and I can't find any bullets for it. All of the shelves in Alaska are bare. I guess it's because people here are still panicking over the fear that Obama is going to restrict gun rights--which I totally understand. But it's frustrating; I want to go shooting and I can't. It's all Obama's fault.
2 comments:
My husband says you need to make a grouping with rifle. Then he'll be impressed.
I was shooting with slugs. So a rifle wouldn't make that much difference. . . it might even make it easier.
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