Day 64 CJSM

Day 64

 

Target-shooting. Mom, you

always were the best shot.

 

Yeah! She is! And, I have always been acutely aware of the truth of that---so…I behave!

Lady Candy enjoys shooting; she likes the .22, a lot; when I drag out the “big” boys like the ,44 Magnum which “booms” like a 12-gauge shotgun blast, or the .357 Mag. which “cracks” like a big-bore “cannon” rifle report, she cringes and covers her ears. That .357 will rattle the brain and leave a deafened-ringing in the old ears; I wear ear plugs when I unlimber that sweet baby.

The old .50 cal. Percussion muzzle-loader rifle will clear the sinuses, also. I’m a long-gun fan, also, having reloaded shot shell for 12-gauge light loads for clay pigeons and doves to heavy loads for squirrel or water fowl, Burned powder and gun oil have nostalgia all their own, for me.

When I was into reloading, I would start out with light Powder loads and work up the “hot” scale in small increments; aluminum cases were good for two or three, seldom four, reloadings before they would stretch and crack and then be discarded as unsafe; the brass cases would take at least five reuses, unless the loads got particularly hot, eventually they would all bite the dust as the stresses caused them to expand and stretch to the point where the mouth of the shell would show obvious cracks and could no longer be safely used.

Candy and the girls like the .22 rifle for target plinking; each is a good shot; so is Z. Tyler.

Having my spouse and progeny know how to defend themselves while learning to understand my take on some of the “issues” in life is a pleasant warming-comfort.

I thought it important to teach the kids responsibility; shooting is one sport that demands safety and discipline, as do others. The tradition of the shooting sports, including hunting, are important to me; besides, it is good, clean entertainment and an enjoyable pursuit.

To any of an anti-gun, anti-hunting persuasion? Fine. I respect your right to those opinions. I am “tolerant”! I’d just appreciate a bit of “reciprocation” from you for my point-of-view. For me, personally, hunting does not satiate some blood-lust; it is, rather, a traditional, pristine, fair-chase pursuit within nature. I practiced the sport-hobby with a healthy reverent-respect for my quarry and never allowed myself to violate the parameters guarding value and virtue of my ethical standards. Always, the “kill” was a disappointment to the actual pursuit of pleasure; it ended the hunt. But, the satisfaction of “fair-chase” and a “job-well-done” with the experience,  persist.

Where do I stand on “gun control”? Oh! I am definitely in favor of it---meaning…a dead aim!

 

Amen!

 

Ah! Cookie Jar “Bang! Bang!” Sweet Memories!