Shooting Practice at the local Range
Hey all,
Sorry about the lack of postage. I've been very sick lately. Spent all week lying around doing nothing much. I'm still trying to get Nomes to post something here.
This weekend is the first time I'm venturing out of the house without being drugged to the eyeballs (the morning anyway).
I went to the local Bow hunting club range this weekend for some target practice. It's a good way to relax and shoot at some cardboard.
The more sqeamish among you might notice I'm shooting at a rabbit target but in my defense I will say that bunnies are feral and all the targets out at the bow hunting club are feral animals (even cats, which is the target next to the bunny. Some people take a special joy out of shooting feral cats). I'm sorry but that's the way it is.
That voice you can hear is my mate Ben who is implying that my shots are a little close (only 5m). This coming from a guy who shoots something that has aiming sights, whisker biscuit arrow rest, release aid probably has a remote control, laser guiding, some kind of satellite global positioning system and... well, you get the idea.
Here he is taking some shots at the 50m targets. I know he can't shoot a recurve (the bow I'm using) as well as he can shoot that thing but I'm determined to get good at shooting a recurve before moving up to crazy, hi-tech town.
This spot we're shooting in is also by the rifle range. The bullets sound like trains getting thrown at the surrounding hills. Sometimes we shoot at a range that is right by the rifle range and when you're taking a shot you can hear the crack of rifle fire followed by the whizzing sound as it flies by ahead of us. A little off putting as it feels like we are getting shot at.
Oh, well. That's all I did this weekend. Next week we have a grading shoot so I'm hoping to get some good points to get a grade for competition. Apparently Darwin is coming down soon so we want to kick their arse. According to Dead Centre Bowhunters (the club I'm in. Good name huh?) they cheat!
Ciao bellas.
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