Phil Coffins
69 Cal.
Todays club shoot proves to be a mess. Understanding it would be nasty hot I made up a bunch of ball blocks and filled them with patched ball. Then to speed the loading measured out powder into a couple of dozen tubes. Twenty years ago I won a very nice loading stand that has a wooden box that attaches to a solid three legged stand. It has spots to lean three rifles and hang a range rod. That isn’t the way I shoot and it is never gone to the range. But in the hopes of getting done early all this gear went today. Arrived at the match to discover that the ball blocks had been left behind. Setting up the stand with what stuff I did have is a new experience till I pulled out the Woodsrunner to gently lean it in its place. The man that runs the match had set the time to start at 10:00 so it was getting hot all ready. Now I stumbled around and bumped the leg of the stand which of coarse sent the rifle to the gravel covered ground! Other than the barrel and wood receiving dents and scratches as well as my disposition the sights are unharmed. The match was five targets and after three my funometer was bottomed out. Finding some shade and a bottle of water it was time to reflect on the wisdom of this new style of shooting and the overall stupidity of being out in the heat. During a match I don’t use glass to view my targets because if I don’t know what the rifle will do then I wasn’t ready for a match. At the end two of the targets I did shoot took first places and I have aged Woodsrunner.
