How did my day go... well, I am a Rifleman... now!

It started out pretty good, beautiful weather, nice drive to Monroe, and we get to set the range up, three shooters and three instructors. I started with my M1, and for the one inch target my five rounds tore it up needed to move the sights slightly right, yes I dropped one. And then they went out, and their own way and I borrowed a rifle to fire the qualification with. Now I know more about 10/22s than I had before, but after cleaning up the magazines and ammunition I did on the second AQT make 219 and qualified for my Rifleman patch. Nice rifle but I want to fix the loosening sights on my M1 Garand, I do like it to work and I know it can do much better than I have been doing with it so far. Still, I - the shooter - did qualify and will get even better now the four minute mile has been broken... okay, just the 4 moa barrier. Will go over my documentation (BOOKS!) for guidance on the sights and locking them in. My next working with Appleseed is the 7th and 8th of March weedend, on the line, for my personal shooting I will have to work out on Range 15 of Fort Lewis on the weekends. I found shooting in the Carhartt Duck Bib Overall great! plenty of room, no pulse bump from constricted arteries and compressed fat, and the sitting position was easy to achieve a Natural Point of Aim and lock in and engage the targets. I will be doing all my serious rifle shooting in that gear - not that I am ever going to get that serious, but I might get some National Match sights for the M1 Garand.

Since it was such a beautiful Spring day and the motorcyclists were all out playing and traveling I stopped at a Harley-Davidson dealer to look at overpriced and very heavy motorcycles, HOGs - you know. I like some of the designs, but why the plastic look? gray plastic? is it a Glock thing? Anyway, if I were to advise H-D about their products I would get rid of the gray plastic plumbing look, but since I am not buying they are not listening. Oh, forgot to get Lotto tickets today I won't be moving off the Trusty Triumph any time soon. The best part of my visit to the dealers was the smile from the young lady, and I did nothing to deserve it but I smiled back anyway, she must have thought my bib overalls were cool... or that I was so harmless, like a grandfather... cool.