FirstFreedom
Moderator
Hope this is the right place to put range dufuses. Let me set the scene for you....Drove to the gun club; lock combination to the gate was changed..hmmm, didn't do my 05 re-orientation and dues yet, but I could have sworn they didn't change the combo until Feb 1 in the past. But ok, no dice...I drive to a public outdoor range; how bad could it be?
OK, it's cold, and very few people at the range. There are a couple of pistol ranges, and 3 rifle ranges, all separated by long, tall concrete walls so that you can change targets in each of the 5 areas independently of one another. Of the rifle ranges, 1 is 50 yards, 2 of them are 100 yards. Now, no one but no one except me is in EITHER of the 2 100 yard ranges - they are side by side. There are many close tables crammed into each range, so there's probably 12-15 tables per range, so 24-30 total tables in the 2 100 yard ranges. Now, picture this. I take the 2nd to last table on the very left, by the left wall. I post my target in the far left target stand at 100 yards. Just got started when here comes dufus and friend-of-dufus. Now friend of dufus sits at far end of 50 yard range to my left while dufus gets between me and friend of dufus - you guessed it, at the VERY next table to me on my LEFT, which is in fact the VERY last table on the left of the 100 yard range that we're on - oodles and oodles of open tables to my right. Now, he immediately asks to go down (doesn't wait for me to finish my 5 shot group). I say OK. Then he asks me if I'm shooting at the left target. Yes, I say. So he walks down and puts his target up on target stand to the immediate right of mine. So he sits on my left, and posts his target to my right, so that he has to shoot across my firing line. Hmm....k. Then he whips out his uber tactical rifle - of course it's painted camo with big scope, nice expensive rifle - looks to be a rem sendero or some such; good mounts, the whole nine yards. Then BOOM - my lord, even with plugs and muffs both! "That sure is loud - what is it?" ".300 Rem Ultra Mag" "Ahh, nice" I said. The shock wave is intense, and of course interfering with my concentration. So there he is, at the one table next to me, shooting a .300 RUM, with no one for 40-50 yards to our right. It was so absurb, I can't believe he did that. It's like when there's 10 urinals and a guy comes up and uses the one right next to yours. Makes me think he does it just to irritate people with that gun. I almost gave him an earful, but thought better of it. The guy had no shortage of that ammo either - he could have fed a small third world country for a week on what he spent on it, I'm sure. OK, just venting. I did sneak a gander at his groups through the spotter - his uber rifle wasn't helpin him much - a good 2.5 inch groups, to my 1.5" ones with my plain jane CZ 550.
OK, it's cold, and very few people at the range. There are a couple of pistol ranges, and 3 rifle ranges, all separated by long, tall concrete walls so that you can change targets in each of the 5 areas independently of one another. Of the rifle ranges, 1 is 50 yards, 2 of them are 100 yards. Now, no one but no one except me is in EITHER of the 2 100 yard ranges - they are side by side. There are many close tables crammed into each range, so there's probably 12-15 tables per range, so 24-30 total tables in the 2 100 yard ranges. Now, picture this. I take the 2nd to last table on the very left, by the left wall. I post my target in the far left target stand at 100 yards. Just got started when here comes dufus and friend-of-dufus. Now friend of dufus sits at far end of 50 yard range to my left while dufus gets between me and friend of dufus - you guessed it, at the VERY next table to me on my LEFT, which is in fact the VERY last table on the left of the 100 yard range that we're on - oodles and oodles of open tables to my right. Now, he immediately asks to go down (doesn't wait for me to finish my 5 shot group). I say OK. Then he asks me if I'm shooting at the left target. Yes, I say. So he walks down and puts his target up on target stand to the immediate right of mine. So he sits on my left, and posts his target to my right, so that he has to shoot across my firing line. Hmm....k. Then he whips out his uber tactical rifle - of course it's painted camo with big scope, nice expensive rifle - looks to be a rem sendero or some such; good mounts, the whole nine yards. Then BOOM - my lord, even with plugs and muffs both! "That sure is loud - what is it?" ".300 Rem Ultra Mag" "Ahh, nice" I said. The shock wave is intense, and of course interfering with my concentration. So there he is, at the one table next to me, shooting a .300 RUM, with no one for 40-50 yards to our right. It was so absurb, I can't believe he did that. It's like when there's 10 urinals and a guy comes up and uses the one right next to yours. Makes me think he does it just to irritate people with that gun. I almost gave him an earful, but thought better of it. The guy had no shortage of that ammo either - he could have fed a small third world country for a week on what he spent on it, I'm sure. OK, just venting. I did sneak a gander at his groups through the spotter - his uber rifle wasn't helpin him much - a good 2.5 inch groups, to my 1.5" ones with my plain jane CZ 550.