Jun 14 2008
Woe are the bangsticks…
Of course my preoccupation with day-to-day life combined with my continuing dayshift schedule has meant that I have not made it out to the range in over three months. This was further complicated by the fact that my range was recently forced to implement a buddy system (no solo shooting) after a gummint inspection.
This pretty much kills off my favorite shooting. Just me, my firearms and a completely empty range at 10:00am on a weekday. No waiting around for cease-fires to do target changes, no yahoos explaining to their neophyte friends why an SKS can cut down trees, no distractions.
As a consequence I am now looking at acquiring a second range membership, hopefully this will give me the opportunity to do a little more shooting during “new” off-peak times.
http://wcra.kw.net/ ?
Nope, was thinking Colby up at the highway and Northfield, about a 5 minute hop from the house, plus only $190 a year (Law Enforcement Rate, seems security counts).
Yup - I can see where Colby would be the ’shooter’s choice’
Did I mention that we now have a full service indoor range in Poco?! It is a bit expensive though at $500/year for membership. Drop in fee is around $60/day. I’d go on a day pass just to sample some of the rentals they have there which are included in the price of the pass. The mechanical target holders are another perk I’d like to sample again as the only other place in Vancouver that used to have that amenity got shut down some years ago.
I guess they’re just not buying the “Gawd is my shooting buddy” line?
You have guns. Should they really be messing with people who own guns?
“The NRA says ‘guns don’t kill people, people do.’ But I think that the gun helps. You know?” - Eddie Izzard
Gun don’t kill people, bullets do.
Or more importantly, peoples inability to survive being shot, kills people.
Guns aren’t the problem, weak, un-bullet-proof humans are.
1) Tell ‘em that you brought your invisible manservant Raoul. When they ask why you’re shooting alone, simply point in his general direction and say “I’m with him”.
When challenged, jump up scared and scream “Who said that?!?”. Continue to pretend they are invisible. Ask them if they are an angel. Or God.
2) Tell ‘em you suffer from multiple personality disorder and thus never can truly solo shoot.
3) Tell ‘em that the voices always warn you when you’re in danger.
4) When they challenge you for solo shooting, point out “Since you’re here, I’m not really alone, am I?”. Sort of a “If a tree falls in the forest…” argument: Since somebody has to be there to catch you, they can’t prove you’re alone without sending somebody out there to see that it’s you, thus their own evidence exonerates you.
5) Fake ID. Lord knows, the Skytrain cops probably now have a committal order out on you for the amount of times your name has been given for a failure to pay tickets. I think Patrick used to run up to them screaming “I have no ticket!” just so he could give them your name. I wouldn’t worry overmuch about it, considering the amount of times your name was used, your description in their files has you as a he/she, height between 5′ and 6′ 9″, blonde/brunette/red/bald, Asian/Indian/Native/European/Black/Self-Identified as Inuit+Spanish hybrid(AKA El Mukluk), between 98lbs and 400lbs. When they ask for your range membership name, give them one.
6) Creatively misunderstand the directive of “No solo shooting” as to mean you can’t fire just one shot and double tap everything. Claim you thought it was to improve fire disciplne.
7) Pretend you can’t hear their questions because of your ear defenders.
9) When challenged, confess. To everything. I mean EVERYTHING that has happened in the last 50 years. Claim you were on the grassy knoll. Identify yourself as D.B.Cooper. Thank them for finally giving you a chance to come clean.
10) Cry. Seriously. Blubber, squirt some, throw your arms around the guy who busted you. Leave a giant snorker trail on both of his shoulders. Ask loudly why nobody will give you a hug.
They are RSOs, nothing else. I’d expect nothing less from you than smarmy disregard for petty regulation.