The Original Old Farts Club

[NewbOldster]

I shot cans and bottles with my dad from preschool age and had my own Stevens Crackshot 22 by age 10. I bought my own Colt Frontier Scout at age 12. My dad made me memorize the Shooters Bible before he would let me touch a firearm.

I competed High Power and Long Range at the Douglas Ridge Gun Club and shot with friends at the Tri Counties Gun Club but had the most fun shooting at a local rock quarry. Less waiting on others to clear the range and no complaints about the 50 BMG noise or blast.

The most fun I really ever remember having with a gun was with a scoped 10-22 by myself, sitting on a bank and shooting at white pebbles in red sand. Place the crosshairs on a white pebble, pull the trigger and watch it disappear. No one to brag to, just personal satisfaction.

The second most fun was out scoring the state High Power Champion shooting 200 yard sitting rapid fire one afternoon out practicing with him. Sadly sitting rapid fire is the only thing I ever beat him at and then not consistently.

I have a 10-22 with a BX trigger. Vast improvement over factory. Maybe not as good as a Timney, but also not approaching 300 bucks!

The guys at the dump would let us shoot gulls on occasion, but that didn't last very long. I used to spend the day on my horse's back, plinking with my Western Auto branded Marlin Model 60. Some of the best fun was putting sweet feed out in a wooden box in the pasture at night, then getting up before daylight, ready to shoot the rats that converged around it.
You'd drop a rat, and the one next to it would just move over a little. lol

 

[WeedHopper]

Now I dont work like I used to so my boots are 7 years old.
I used mink oil or some stuff.
Im no bill gates but i believe in good shoes and good sneakers.
After wearing boots, wearing sneakers make you feel you can do ballet.

Lazy *******s

 

[WeedHopper]

Last time I was at the range, there was a 40 something dude and his young son somewhere around early teen age. The dad had some sort of modern .40 cal. and was teaching the kid how to shoot. I watched the kid take his first shot and then proceed to flinch every shot thereafter to the point he was squinting his eyes.
I'd brought a few handguns, one of which was a P22 Walther with the long barrel setup. I asked the dad if he minded his son taking a couple of shots with it. The guy said fine. The boy really enjoyed the experience. No flinch, no squint. I filled and refilled half a dozen mags for him and he smiled like a ******* eating briars. I got smiles and thank you's from the both of 'em.
Something tells me he's got a P22 coming in his future.

I love 22s

 

[kevinn]

I go to an indoor range close by and to a buddy's place in the sticks. I don't have any use for the Rambo types, and do my best to just stay away from them. I agree...any range time is good time. I've been shooting all my life - first time at age 5. My dad gave me a .22 rifle when I turned 12. I had full access to it and I bought my own ammo when I could and shot it whenever I wanted to. Learned how to take care of it, and still have it today.

My bil decided late in life that he wanted to exercise his 2A. He's a couple years younger than me, and had never shot a gun before. So he called me for advice. We went to a CCW class together, went to the range together a couple times (got him in the simulator for half an hour! Ran out of zombies...lol) and he eventually bought himself one and practices regularly.

First time he came to my house to get the party started, he walked in and I was holding a CO2 bb pistol on the opposite end of the room. I told him that when he hears about some kid gettin' shot in a park at 3 AM "but he only had a bb gun", it likely looked just like mine does - from 6 feet away in daylight it looks just like a Glock. Dark, there's no way to tell. He had no idea bb guns looked like that. He knew nothing about firearms at all. "AR means A-----t R---e, right?" Um, nope.

Let's hit the books, Dave. RULE#1 SAFETY FIRST! RULE #2 SEE RULE #1!

We spent around a month together I think. I took him to a big gun show, and explained the NICS process and the 'gun show loophole'. He shot my SR22 and said he liked my lcp. I said "uh huh". I let him have one round in it at the range - turned out he's not such a fan after all! lol

When all was done, we'd had a good time together, he learned a lot and he came away with a better understanding of things than what he'd gotten from his media sources, if you catch my drift. He was a lifelong programmer with smaller hands and wanted something that he wasn't afraid to shoot. Ended up with a Shield EZ and he loves it.

That's what my wife uses 380. Put hollow points in it and it will stop someone.

 

[NewbOldster]

That's what my wife uses 380. Put hollow points in it and it will stop someone.

It's for summer duty. It's no fun for plinking, but it goes bang every time I want it to, and I can use it pretty accurately.

 

[Hippie420]

and they dont make my feet look fat

They leave that to your belt!

I shot cans and bottles with my dad from preschool age and had my own Stevens Crackshot 22 by age 10. I bought my own Colt Frontier Scout at age 12.

We ran in the same circles. My first rifle was a Stevens Crackshot with an octagonal barrel, and my first (legal) handgun was a Colt New Frontier.

I've got a Scout and the Buntline version that I picked up years ago.

 

[joeb631a]

I did meet some pretty ladies selling shoes, but a mutual friend invited both of us to the same party as a setup, long after I stopped selling shoes. Both of us were two-time losers, so we dated for a decade and lived together a couple of years, before getting brave enough to get married 39 years ago.

talk about romance novels with some science ,engineering and debauchery all in one.

 

[joeb631a]

I love 22s

I love 22s too
what a great round

 

[boo]

I've got a dozen .22 caliber weapons around the house, fun and cheap...until you load the .22 mags...they are getting a bit pricey as of late...

 

[MariJan]

so do I ,but acting like that leads to no kisses.
That would never do....

He never figured that out. He never listened to no one not even his Doctors… He passed in 2008 before our first grandchild was born.

 

[NewbOldster]

I've got a dozen .22 caliber weapons around the house, fun and cheap...until you load the .22 mags...they are getting a bit pricey as of late...

I remember buying 50 round boxes of 22LR at KMart for a quarter, boo. $.005 per round.
Last box I bought was a 333 round box of Winchester for $29.95. That's $.09 per round.

 

[boo]

I’ve got a half a dozen of these colt woodsman models dating back to the early 1900s. Those long pencil barrels can drive a tack at 100 feet with no optics one can spend an entire afternoon shooting one of these guns for not much more than 50 bucks for the ammo.

 

[boo]

 

[NewbOldster]

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I’ve got a half a dozen of these colt woodsman models dating back to the early 1900s. Those long pencil barrels can drive a tack at 100 feet with no optics one can spend an entire afternoon shooting one of these guns for not much more than 50 bucks for the ammo.

Sweet!

 

[Tattered Old Graywolf]

I have a 10-22 with a BX trigger. Vast improvement over factory. Maybe not as good as a Timney, but also not approaching 300 bucks!

The guys at the dump would let us shoot gulls on occasion, but that didn't last very long. I used to spend the day on my horse's back, plinking with my Western Auto branded Marlin Model 60. Some of the best fun was putting sweet feed out in a wooden box in the pasture at night, then getting up before daylight, ready to shoot the rats that converged around it.
You'd drop a rat, and the one next to it would just move over a little. lol

We shot rats at the dump too. You could hit one and knock it several feet and it would still get up and scramble off to die. I had a lot of fun shooting them with a .177 air rifle using an Infared overhead lamp and bait at a friends junk yard.

I ended up with Dad's High Standard HD Military with a 6" bull barrel, which Dad was deadly with and it was more accurate than Moi. I passed it on to my son and now his ex-wife has it.

 

[NewbOldster]

Anyone use this stuff?

https://inceptorammo.com/

 

[Tattered Old Graywolf]

Grayfox bought me a gorgeous Model 70 Ultra Match in 308 for my wedding gift and I sent her on a cruise to Cablo San Lucas with her girlfriends. I already had a Ultra Match 308 tournament rifle, but not as gorgeous as the one she bought, so I had mine rebarreled with a Mc Millan fluted stainless barrel into 22-250 and added Redfield mounts and scope. That was the consummate varmint gun, puting out 55grs at 3800fps.

 

[Unca Walt]

I mentioned TEMPEST earlier. Telecommunications Electronics Material Protected from Emanating Spurious Transmissions

I have a weird story of what happened to Your Humble Obdn't &tc for being at the bleeding edge of technology when PC's first came out.

A client had a multi-storied building with dozens of PS/2's in it. On Thursdays, all the computers would go down just like (*blink*).

I was the Last Line. When the field monkeys could not fix the problem, it wound up on Himself's desk.

Needless to say, with all the computers working fine when I got there, I had as much of an idea as to what the problem was as you have right now reading this. Nada.

As luck would have it, the 'puters all died as I watched. Jeez. Everyone was looking at me for my answer. I did my best "Hmmmmm". Checked all the power leads, no prob. There was no power interrupt, and if there had been, the 'puters would not have gone down like they did anyway.

To cut a looong hairy field story short: I noticed the US Naval Observatory right across the street. With a lot of finagling and stuff, I learned that the US Navy would shoot update info to a horizon-level satellite each Thursday from the big dishes on the roof.

Since the building across the street was in line with the jazz the squids were playing every Thursday with their space toys, it was getting doused with cramps and jolts.

The solution was to TEMPEST the client's building.

Now for the LAST, very last impossible problem that needed to be solved... and again I was the LAST desk.

There were about 15 different countries where each had different keyboards. Mentally picture a Norwegian keyboard with their funny letters.

The problem? The Norgies were bitchin' that when they typed a capital "T", it would print it UNDERLINED. They wanted to know how I was going to fix it.

I had no more idea how the hell to fix it than you have right now.

Fortunately, it was my last day. I left a message on my phone:

"I am not even History. I am Archives. May God have mercy on your soul."

 

[Unca Walt]

Happy birthday, Boo! Now ya gotta have a couple of dozen more so you can catch up to Walt.

Sorry, but he hasn't got a chance.

I'm immortal.





so far...

 

[Unca Walt]

Never had a fried pickle before

Never even heard of them before. Couldn't ID them from the pic, so I read the print and figgered it out.