Zee wrote: »
I’m not gonna push him like a comp shooter. My goal is to keep it short and fun with a little lesson at a time.
Ernie Bishop wrote: »
Was very proud to be there to witness all of it!
Brought back good memories of times with my son and daughter shooting distance.
The looks and body language on this young man, was priceless!
10canyon53 wrote: »
That is a very wise strategy. When kids stop having fun they lose interest. I started my two out with their Christmas rifles plinking milk jugs and 2 liter soda bottles at 25 yards. I figured killing jugs and bottles would be more fun to start with than paper targets. Had to quickly move out to 50 yards because 25 was too easy. Yesterday at the range I restricted them to 1 liter and 1/2 liter bottles at 50 yards. Every time a trigger was pulled a bottle died.....looks like it is time to move to the rifle range and paper targets to try to challenge them. There is a gong at 100 yards that should entertain them. I try to keep the range sessions fairly short to keep them from getting bored. So far they are really enjoying themselves. Keep it fun for your boy and soon he will be out-shooting you. :jester:
Zee wrote: »
Up until yesterday, the furthest my boy had ever shot was 300 yards. Well, Ernie was in town, so we decided it was time for the boy to stretch that some.
Grabbed my 20” Heavy Barrel .223 Remington and went to my friends ranch.
I had no clue what the dope was for the rifle since I’d not shot it at distance since Weatherby came down for a hunt forever and a day ago. We only went to 600 that day.
So, it took some guessing and figuring on ballistic apps by Ernie and my friend and then some truing shots to determine the dope.
Once we had the dope and cleaned up the targets, my boy saddled up and hammered the center with me calling wind.
With.........a 20” barreled .223 Remington!!!
That is just shy of a 1/2 Mile (.426)!! Quite proud of the little man. Glad Ernie could be a part as well.
Afterwards, Ernie wanted to shoot my AI. So he got on the wrong side of the rifle and was able to hit the bullseye at 750 yards after fouling the barrel (I had just cleaned it and needed it to be fouled) and figuring out the wind.
I had to convince Pandora that I still loved her. After letting a left handed stranger touch and shoot her. She forgave me. But, wasn’t happy.
A good old day on the range.
Farm Boy Deuce wrote: »
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cpj wrote: »
That's cute and all, but can he hit a pop can at 100 yards with a .22?