For the past, oh, month and a half, I’ve been nursing and re-injuring a sprained knee. I haven’t had many chances to get out and I have cabin fever, so today I pulled myself together and went to the range to catch-up on a little shooting. No heavy lifting. I brought my .45 and two boxes of ammo. I was eager to try a straight-thumbs grip and I’ve been playing with my sight picture a bit. The results were stellar. At twenty-five yards after three wild shots on the paper I kept everything in the black, shooting at a quick pace. I’m very happy with those results.
There was a guy with the Coast Guard on the range with his .270 Browning. Good guy. We talked hunting and we traded a couple rounds in our weapons. That .270 was sweet! He tossed a couple .50 cal brass my way, too. Like I said, good guy.
It was nice to catch a break from being around the house.