It was my first time shooting a non wheel gun or Varmint gun, since well before the knee surgery, having been on limited anything and desk duty for a while with the injury. Even before that, shooting had been infrequent while I tended to Dad on days off. Rusty was not just the color of my hair.
Good news. Thanks to the efforts of many, including the fine folks at Tactical Firearms Training, Inc. who provide the Range Officers and expert instruction for groups and individuals throughout the year, the Eagle Creek range is open to the public every weekend. (it has been for a while, it's just my first time here since the change).
It's open air, but the shooting area is covered. I'd been here on a winter day where Caleb and I were about the only ones that showed up with the temps in the teens, wearing my Nanook of the North parka. But the cover DOES keep you out of the precip, and the breeze in an area with a lot of shooting going on, is nice for both vision, and breathing.
One thing I was immediately impressed with - safety is foremost, each shooter getting a thorough safety briefing and review before getting a lane, if they'd not shot there in the last 12 months. I'm not in the city often but I will be back. Thank you IMPD for sharing your fine range and thank you Tactical Firearms Training. (www.tactical-firearms.com) for promoting both the sport and the safety of defensive shooting.
Now it's my turn.
I knew the first target wasn't going to be pretty. The first two magazines were low and to the right. Ok B, deep breath, tighten the grip 20%, imagine balancing a penny on the top of the muzzle. Bingo! That's the grouping I want.
Time to head back to the pub for liquid refreshment and meeting everyone.
It was a ton of fun, and I even got the group to try "Scotch Eggs" ("It's like breakfast in a ball!") while there was some chuckling over the obligatory hippie food (mmmm, "garden crumbles, is that like Soylent Green?") on the always expansive menu
There was much laughter, the handsome MSgt's being an absolute riot and the ladies a joy to talk to. There were photos, food and hugs all round, and we left them to maneuver the Monon themselves as we headed back out of the city.
It was a great weekend. Thank you all!