We had another good outing today. The range opens at 11AM on Sunday, and we were there a few minutes after 11. Inside the range, there were several booths occupied, but nobody had started fining yet. Just as we got our target sent out on the trolley, it seemed like everyone simultaneously started shooting as though the range master had called out “commence firing!” The range erupted with shots fired loud and not so much, ‘booms,’ ‘bangs,’ and ‘pops.’ It was kinda neat.
Looking around at the crowd in the range, we saw the usual regulars who we see every week. We make eye contact with them and nod ‘hello.’
Image: Damsel draws a bead on the target with her Para Warthog (Clickee Bigee)..
We saw a Dad giving his son a first lesson. I winced when I saw ‘sonny’ gripped his Dad’s Glock with his thumb on the rear of the slide. Dad quickly corrected sonny before he could dislocate his thumb.
There were several parties with women participants. There was a bunch who rented a shotgun and were amusing themselves with the recoil and large holes that the 12 gauge rounds left in the target – new people I guess.
On the way out, I bought ammo for next week. They were still out of 9mm reloads, but I still have some on hand in the safe at home. The guys at the range seem to think that the shortage of guns and ammo is going to relax soon.
The range is alive and well. I am comforted by the resurgent interest in the shooting hobby – no doubt as a result of the threats to the sport by the politicians that manipulated their way into power in this country. The more of us that understand guns and the second amendment, the better our chances to prevent the gun grabbers from their quest.
Sunday’s trip to the range went well for the most part. We had a couple of misfeeds with Damsel’s Warthog, but both happened when we used the ‘funky’ magazine – the one with the ‘pinkie extension.’ It’s not a stock Para magazine and the plastic cap on the bottom of the magazine does not fit very well. I think it’s time to get a stock Para Cap and re-spring that magazine. Damsel also was a bit critical of her grip when it had the stovepipe seen here. The other 98 rounds went through the Warthog without incident. 
We also took my Glocks, the G26 9mm and the G30 .45 – 100 rounds went through each of those as well. I used the first silhouette target I put up at seven yards to do some “Mozambique” practice with the Glock 30 – two to the chest, one to the head, with the 10th round back to the chest. I did OK with that – the holes in the target are discernible in the accompanying image, but less than optimum – next time I will bring a sheet of yellow or green paper to put behind the target to improve visibility of the holes.