Probably has been said and done numerous times, but it certainly makes me feel all warm and fuzzy when I help get someone a bit more interested in the shooting world.
Was at the range today test firing a new rifle that I've recently acquired, when a gentleman came up with his teen aged son and elementary school aged daughter (Couldn't have been more than 8-9 years old).
Anyway, initially I saw them borrowing some ear muffs from the range check in. Politely I asked if it was the kids first time shooting, to which the father replied, yes. I offered them a few extra foamy ear plugs so that they could double up on hearing protection (We had quite a few folks firing -06 or .308's today, to include myself).
A little later, during the cease fire (outdoor range) I noticed he only had one handgun (A walther of some flavor, in .380). Stepping up to the plate I offered to let he and his kids shoot my .22 M1911 to help ease them into the sport, and so they could learn the basics.
Long story short, the kids had an absolute blast, and I even heard the little girl asking her dad when they could come out again.
There's my good deed(s) for the day I suppose. Funny since the guy kept on wanting to pay me for the .22LR they used, to which I declined. Watching the kids have fun was enough for me.
Was at the range today test firing a new rifle that I've recently acquired, when a gentleman came up with his teen aged son and elementary school aged daughter (Couldn't have been more than 8-9 years old).
Anyway, initially I saw them borrowing some ear muffs from the range check in. Politely I asked if it was the kids first time shooting, to which the father replied, yes. I offered them a few extra foamy ear plugs so that they could double up on hearing protection (We had quite a few folks firing -06 or .308's today, to include myself).
A little later, during the cease fire (outdoor range) I noticed he only had one handgun (A walther of some flavor, in .380). Stepping up to the plate I offered to let he and his kids shoot my .22 M1911 to help ease them into the sport, and so they could learn the basics.
Long story short, the kids had an absolute blast, and I even heard the little girl asking her dad when they could come out again.
There's my good deed(s) for the day I suppose. Funny since the guy kept on wanting to pay me for the .22LR they used, to which I declined. Watching the kids have fun was enough for me.