Guys, I don't mind the 870's, like mine, but it had drawbacks and the newer ones, which I know many of you are not so exposed too, are not even what they once were or weren't and the President of Remington all but admitted it publicly. I just chuckle over the preoccupation with "870" and "00 Buck."
And how do you tell a novice? The regular shooters and staff of clubs and ranges recognize who isn't usually by face, and sometimes not. Examples of the latter:
The guy who walks up to a particular field on the trap range and says he's there to shoot trap? Keep going.
The guy who doesn't recognize that the person with the clipboard is something called The Puller? Later potater.
The guy carrying his gun in the box? Sorry.
The guy with a plastic WalMart bag of a single box of shells. And no range gear? Next field is his.
The guy who has a box of shells and doesn't know what to do with them to move from station to station? Maybe slides the box along the ground with his foot!? Bye.
The guy who asks how many shots from this particular station or where do I go now? What he does is walk to the next field.
The guy with the oily sparkling parkerized 870 Magnum (especially if trying to attach the barrel)? Adios.
The guy who is trying to put headphone muffs on first on top of his head, then behind his neck, then under his chin? Gotta go.
The guy who completely begins the shooting cycle from scratch only once the guy before him has finished (especially if he puts the safety ON to shoulder the gun and then takes it OFF to shoot? Somewhere else he needs to be.
The guy who's talking to his friend on the line or behind it when others are shooting? We'll miss him.
The guy who enjoys a relaxing cigarette while he's trying to bust birds? Needs to go find an ashtray.
The guy who walks in FRONT of our guns to get to the first station? Oh no u di'int!
The guy who yells "what?" when the first station asks if the line is ready? The guy who yells "what?" when the first station asks if the Puller is ready? The guy who yells "what?" when the first station asks to see a bird? The guy who yells "what?" when the Puller yells "lost"? The guy who yells "what?" when the Puller yells "change"? He'd be happier with people of his own kind.
There are a million more you guys can come up with...
PS: "The guy" can be a gal or anything in between, makes no diff.
And how do you tell a novice? The regular shooters and staff of clubs and ranges recognize who isn't usually by face, and sometimes not. Examples of the latter:
The guy who walks up to a particular field on the trap range and says he's there to shoot trap? Keep going.
The guy who doesn't recognize that the person with the clipboard is something called The Puller? Later potater.
The guy carrying his gun in the box? Sorry.
The guy with a plastic WalMart bag of a single box of shells. And no range gear? Next field is his.
The guy who has a box of shells and doesn't know what to do with them to move from station to station? Maybe slides the box along the ground with his foot!? Bye.
The guy who asks how many shots from this particular station or where do I go now? What he does is walk to the next field.
The guy with the oily sparkling parkerized 870 Magnum (especially if trying to attach the barrel)? Adios.
The guy who is trying to put headphone muffs on first on top of his head, then behind his neck, then under his chin? Gotta go.
The guy who completely begins the shooting cycle from scratch only once the guy before him has finished (especially if he puts the safety ON to shoulder the gun and then takes it OFF to shoot? Somewhere else he needs to be.
The guy who's talking to his friend on the line or behind it when others are shooting? We'll miss him.
The guy who enjoys a relaxing cigarette while he's trying to bust birds? Needs to go find an ashtray.
The guy who walks in FRONT of our guns to get to the first station? Oh no u di'int!
The guy who yells "what?" when the first station asks if the line is ready? The guy who yells "what?" when the first station asks if the Puller is ready? The guy who yells "what?" when the first station asks to see a bird? The guy who yells "what?" when the Puller yells "lost"? The guy who yells "what?" when the Puller yells "change"? He'd be happier with people of his own kind.
There are a million more you guys can come up with...
PS: "The guy" can be a gal or anything in between, makes no diff.
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