Yesterday morning was the last morning that my mother-in-law was going to be in town. Figuring the morning would be full of tearful goodbyes and packing, I snuck off for 'quick' trip to the range. Two and a half hours, and one sore shoulder later, I figured it was time to head back home.
I really need to go more times, with shorter, more efficient trips.
I proved that I am not a totally incompetent craftsman...the pistol grip and collapsible stock I installed on my Saiga didn't fall off after 100 rounds. It made the Saiga a much more comfortable gun to shoot. The hill side above the 100-yard range has 6 metal gongs on it, ranging from 200-500 yards out. With my last ten rounds, I was able to hit the 250 yard gong 4 times...not bad for me with open sights on a first attempt.
I then zeroed in the red dot scope I put on my 10/22, before breaking out my .35 Whelen. The first two shots I made we not happy making.
I was FLINCHING. I couldn't believe I had gotten that used to my Saiga, my AR, and my 10/22 that the .35 Whelen had me flinching. Sloppy too. My 2nd group of three was much better once I slowed down, took my time, and paid attention to my breathing.
While letting the rifle barrels cool, I put about 50 rounds through my CZ and and another 50 through my 686. As usual, I love my CZ, but I need to work more on the double-action trigger on my S&W. Just sloppy and tired.
When I settled back in behind the .35 Whelen, I decided to take aim at the 300 yard gong, and I was pretty happy...I went 3 for 3. It's not a tough target...the gong's are about 2 foot diameter circle.
I finished things up on the .22 plinking range. If I had thought the plinking range was fun on my first trip using my Ruger Mk II, it was more fun than a basket full of kittens using my 10/22 with the red dot scope on it.
Well worth a little bit of a sore shoulder.