Hi all,
Newbie-slash-lurker here for the past couple of months. I wanted to pass on an experience I had last weekend and get you guys' take on it.
A bored friend called and asked if I was doing anything. I just happened to be getting ready to head out to the range with a hunting rifle and a couple of pistols. (Okay, Ruger .30-06, .41 mag revolver, .40 S&W).
My friend is a classic left-coast liberal, bright in many ways, but with a limited worldview, and no experience with firearms other than what he's seen on TV and in the movies. In other words, he's never seen anyone handle a firearm without a gunfight or some gruesome murder taking place as a direct consequence.
I told him I was headed for the gun range, and would he like to come along? Ulp. He was brave - or he didn't want me thinking he was a *complete* wuss - so he showed up at the house an hour later.
My experience with such individuals is that upon finding themselves in the presence of firearms, they go through a couple of stages of reaction. First is nervousness and apprehension. Then, after you show them the basics of how to check the guns to make sure they're not loaded, etc., they begin to handle the firearms and start to relax a little. Then they relax too much: shortly thereafter they're pointing the things in random directions while making Rambo noises and affecting tough-guy postures.
Just like the movies, I guess. You always have to explain the "careful where you point it" rule a couple of times. At one point he was aiming the rifle (I'd removed the bolt) out the window to see through the scope. He had his finger on the trigger. I said, "that gun's loaded, you know." It wasn't, of course, but it scared him so bad he almost dropped it. And it got the point across and he was much more careful after that.
I know that none of these are guns you start a new shooter on, so I ran downstairs and grabbed a .22 rifle, and off we went to the range. Long story short - he's called me twice since then to ask when we're going again. He got good with the .22 real quick, and even fired 7 or 8 rounds out of the .30-06 and proclaimed that it "felt more like a rifle." He tried his hand at the .41 magnum from about 8 yards, and he nailed the bulls-eye a couple of times. For some reason, he wasn't flinching *at all*, I checked by leaving a couple of empties in the revolver cylinder and the gun didn't budge when squeezed the trigger on them.
Anyway, I think we have a convert. Nobody changes overnight, but at least now I think there will be a little nagging voice of doubt in the back of his mind when the "all guns are bad" crowd is making noise.
I'd love to hear other experiences, and especially if anyone has advice. I work as a computer programmer, and though a couple of us are experienced hunters, others in the group get nervous expressions on their faces when they overhear us swapping tall-tales. Funny how if someone doesn't like dogs or cats, they express mild distaste or whatever. But when they don't like guns, you get this phobic reaction of horror and anxiety. Oh well, a little at a time...
DL
Newbie-slash-lurker here for the past couple of months. I wanted to pass on an experience I had last weekend and get you guys' take on it.
A bored friend called and asked if I was doing anything. I just happened to be getting ready to head out to the range with a hunting rifle and a couple of pistols. (Okay, Ruger .30-06, .41 mag revolver, .40 S&W).
My friend is a classic left-coast liberal, bright in many ways, but with a limited worldview, and no experience with firearms other than what he's seen on TV and in the movies. In other words, he's never seen anyone handle a firearm without a gunfight or some gruesome murder taking place as a direct consequence.
I told him I was headed for the gun range, and would he like to come along? Ulp. He was brave - or he didn't want me thinking he was a *complete* wuss - so he showed up at the house an hour later.
My experience with such individuals is that upon finding themselves in the presence of firearms, they go through a couple of stages of reaction. First is nervousness and apprehension. Then, after you show them the basics of how to check the guns to make sure they're not loaded, etc., they begin to handle the firearms and start to relax a little. Then they relax too much: shortly thereafter they're pointing the things in random directions while making Rambo noises and affecting tough-guy postures.
Just like the movies, I guess. You always have to explain the "careful where you point it" rule a couple of times. At one point he was aiming the rifle (I'd removed the bolt) out the window to see through the scope. He had his finger on the trigger. I said, "that gun's loaded, you know." It wasn't, of course, but it scared him so bad he almost dropped it. And it got the point across and he was much more careful after that.
I know that none of these are guns you start a new shooter on, so I ran downstairs and grabbed a .22 rifle, and off we went to the range. Long story short - he's called me twice since then to ask when we're going again. He got good with the .22 real quick, and even fired 7 or 8 rounds out of the .30-06 and proclaimed that it "felt more like a rifle." He tried his hand at the .41 magnum from about 8 yards, and he nailed the bulls-eye a couple of times. For some reason, he wasn't flinching *at all*, I checked by leaving a couple of empties in the revolver cylinder and the gun didn't budge when squeezed the trigger on them.
Anyway, I think we have a convert. Nobody changes overnight, but at least now I think there will be a little nagging voice of doubt in the back of his mind when the "all guns are bad" crowd is making noise.
I'd love to hear other experiences, and especially if anyone has advice. I work as a computer programmer, and though a couple of us are experienced hunters, others in the group get nervous expressions on their faces when they overhear us swapping tall-tales. Funny how if someone doesn't like dogs or cats, they express mild distaste or whatever. But when they don't like guns, you get this phobic reaction of horror and anxiety. Oh well, a little at a time...
DL