I missed shooting yesterday. In the morning, my favorite range was closed, but fighting a headache I was OK with that. In the afternoon Tam and Roberta X and I went to an indoor range, but feeling even punkier, I only shot a few rounds and eventually went home, not being good company and just not feeling well.
Today, after some medicine and a long sleep I woke feeling myself. . and cold!
SNOW. Even the birds are in hiding or gone south.
Soon the streets are quiet again, everyone home from early church services, a quick stop for coffee. Except one lone truck now headed off down a small road into the woods. The landscape is bleak.
Only a couple of other hardy souls are out, and a few more soon to arrive. Range Officers - come rain, come snow, volunteers all, they await.
The survival equipment is wrestled from her cold bag.
and in the cold and the wet. . . that first single shot rings out.
Cold Schmold. It's RANGE TIME!!!!!
Even the landscape is starting to look a little warmer.
A Range Report on the newest addition will post tomorrow afternoon!!