Big Five

We missed target practice last weekend, so we were ready to hit the range when they first opened on Father’s day. There were a number of fathers and sons there shooting. It’s good to see the kids involved.

We practiced with the 9mm guns and one of the .357 magnum revolvers. It was good fun and we were hitting close to the target center most of the time. As always, however, there is always that wayward round (or 10) πŸ˜‰

When it was time for the shotguns, we put up a silhouette target with cardboard backing. Damsel’s first five 20 gauge rounds were on target producing five big holes. The weight and thickness of the cardboard kept the paper target from fluttering backward, allowing for better visual location of the shots on target.

I’d say she delivered five goblin-stopping rounds.

Happy Fathers Day!

Happy Fathers Day to all the fathers out there! If you’re a father, take some time to let your kids admire your wonderfulness. If you’re a son or daughter, spend some time with Dad. If your father is no longer with us, spend some time remembering and thinking about him.

Have a great day everyone!

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She’s a Real Gun Lover

I made this video a while back and think it’s time to post it again. We had a family tragedy this week and need to be cheered up a bit. This helps.

If you listen to the lyrics from ZZ Top’s ‘Gun Love‘, you will realize how appropriate the soundtrack is to the video clips I cobbled together. I did this in celebration of her enjoyment of the shooting hobby, and the self-defense benefits that result from training and practice.

These shots are from 2007 and her technique has done nothing but improve since then, with encouragement from the likes of gun professionals like Todd Jarrett, Michael Bane and Kerby Smith.

She’s a real gun lover!

Gymno – Something

Here – you try to pronounce the name of this little cactus:

Gymno β€” something

By any name you might call it, though, it has pretty little flowers – don’t you think? Click the image below to enlarge.

Gymno β€” something β€” flowers

Reflections

Looking through some of the old photos from 2007, I came across this one of the S&W 686 with .357 magnum rounds loaded into an open cylinder. This falls into the ‘gun art’ category, don’t you think?

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Ready for Gun Blogger Rendezvous ’09

gbr09.pngFor the last week or so, we have been making arrangements to attend the Gun Blogger Rendezvous which will be at the Silver Legacy Hotel in Reno, Nevada. The event is scheduled for September 10-13, 2009. We’ve sent off our registration and made the hotel reservations, so all we need to do is fill in some details for the trip (we’re driving from the Los Angeles area), like staying near Yosemite NP on the way up and the Owens Valley on the way back. We’re looking forward to going to Reno.

Over the years, we have visited Reno many, many times, enjoying every visit. We’ve been going to Reno ever since it really was “The Biggest Little City in the World.” Don’t get us wrong, we like the bright lights and big hotels in the New Reno, but we’re also quite nostalgic about the way it was.

In August of 2007, we posted about Reno’s famous welcome sign. Here is the original article repeated here:


Pigeon Dung and Reno’s Famous Sign

reno-old.jpgAfter reading news accounts about the contribution of pigeon dung to the collapse of the I-35W bridge in Minneapolis, I was reminded about how pigeons similarly factored into the destruction of the famous “RENO – The Biggest little city in the world” sign that spans the entrance to the downtown gambling district. I recall reading a the story in the 1980’s about how the old sign became inhabited by pigeons that roosted or nested in the sign. They got in through gaps in the sign and, of course, pooped while they were in there.

Image right: Reno sign, 1980’s – click to enlarge

reno-new.jpgEventually, despite having been evicted several times by the city’s maintenance crews, the pigeon problem persisted until one day there was an electrical short-circuit in the sign. The methane from the dung ignited; there was a minor explosion and a fire afterwards that damaged the sign beyond repair. The sign was removed and subsequently replaced by a newer Vegas-style beauty which electronically beckons visitors to the downtown district. While it’s a beautiful sight, the new sign doesn’t have the old sign’s charm and breaks the promise for a “little city” beyond. Recent visitors to the new Reno, if they knew the old Reno, will know what I mean.

Image left: New Reno sign – click to enlarge

As for pigeons? They’re just rats with wings.