Yesterday I packed up three rifles n’ went to try out for the Retard Shooting Team! I took first place in the competition and got a gold medal! Yay Filthie!!! šš
What a fuggin fiasco! Y’know a while back I was cleaning my piston powered gas gun and somehow managed to lodge a cleaning patch in the gas tube! Try as I might, I couldn’t get that SOB out afterward. The problem is that if you look down the upper when ya clean it…there’s two holes. One is the barrel ya want to clean, and the other is the gas tube. I accidentally sent the cleaning rod down the wrong hole which is how I lost the patch. I am getting so old and stupid, it hurts!! I got so damned mad I just said screw it! I’ll shoot it anyway! On the range the patch just shredded inside the tube and blew out the vents. Some problems sort themselves out and sometimes the good guys win.
The gas gun wears an EoTech red dot sight and MBUS back up irons. I got the EoTech sighted on it but short circuited on the irons. I am almost sighted in with green tips... but I think I am over-gassed. That gun grabs the empty cases and throws them clear across the county...
My experimental handloads all sucked balls. After I got off the shooting bench, I started shooting off my hind feet and made an ass off myself again!!! I couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn with a handful of gravel!!! I gave up in disgust and pulled out a glitchy chronograph I’ve been struggling with. I played with the sensitivity settings and she started working like a charm. So I guess that was a win.
Afterward I pulled into a secluded little spot, broke out my pipe and thermos, and spread out my disgusting targets for some analysis. I was all over the place and there were no systemic patterns. It was all lack of concentration is all. Did I say I was getting old and stupid…? Sometimes that's just the way it goes. But a bad day at the range is still a far better day than anywhere else.
I decided to get on the cell and see if I could raise BW. He got smoked in a car accident awhile back and broke just about everything - too legs, wrist, ribs and went through a flurry of successive nasty surgeries. He is in for a brutal recovery but I have no doubt he is up to it. Recovery for bad injuries is as much a mental as physical thing. He's trapped in a wheelchair in a dark hospital with nothing but his pain. The reccovery path is longest at its start.
Spring is teasing us up here in Alberta right now. In the late afternoon the sun shone down and the snow and ice started to melt and run. I've seen 60 spring seasons and they're all just new and beautiful every year. Geese glurting and honking somewhere and I just zoned right out. I refilled my pipe and coffee and thanked my Maker for the day. There's a lot of noise, static, voices and bedlam that goes on inside my noggin and for a short time...all was quiet and still.
I hope you all are having a great Humpday and have something fun on your schedule.
Cheers
Filthie
Compressed air might get the patch out.
ReplyDeleteFrom a compressor, not your kiester ya pig.
I don't have a compressor... but I DO have compressed gas.
DeleteI will have to remember that for next time... ;)
If I couldn't get the patch out, I might have fired a few shots just to see if it would come out on its own. I think a small fishhook glued to a dowel rod of some kind might work. Kind of like the hook off a trout fly or something.
ReplyDeleteI'm getting a EoTech for my Rock River AR-15. I guess they make these with 1 MOA sights, which is what I'm looking for.
Sounds to me like it was a good day for you. I don't smoke a pipe - actually, I don't smoke at all - but I would have joined you for the coffee.