Friday: At noon (well, shortly thereafter, because I'd be late to my own funeral) I met Joanna and Caleb at Popguns indoor range, where I have a membership, and we did some shooting. Joanna had brought a Taurus snubby, and I let her shoot the K-22 and the Kit Gun, as well as the Gun Blog 9. Caleb shared some instructor tips with her, after pointing out to me that the gun had, you know, a fricken' laser on it, which is maybe the most useful tool for correcting trigger and grip problems known to mankind. After shooting, Joanna and I went to La Piedad for lunch and had a great time and Caleb punked out and went to mow the lawn or something.
Saturday: I drove up to Lafayette and was taken to the local gun show by Shootin' Buddy. It was awesome, because there was an ammo dealer there who seemed to specialize in strange stuff. I picked up five rounds of Norma 6.5x54 Mannlicher-Schoenauer, because it absolutely kills me to have a gun in the house for which I have no loaded ammo (I do have brass and dies, though...) But the big thing was that he also had three boxes of brand new .38 Automatic, which means I'll be able to take my 1902 to the range some fine day soon. From a guy who had a table full of odd magazines, I managed to get another vz.52 mag as well as a MecGar 9mm 1911 magazine.
After the show we went out to Wildcat Valley and burned up a few hundred rounds of .22 on the steel critter range. I gave my 980S its shakedown cruise and decided that I thoroughly detest the goofy red plastic blob it has by way of a front sight. It's annoying to miss steel critters with a rifle that I could hit shooting a .22 revolver double-action with no problem. On the upside, I had seven 10rd mags and four 7-rounders and could therefore load up a hundred rounds at a whack. We adjourned to the steel plate racks to burn up some pistol ammo before calling it a day and driving back into Lafayette for dinner at Maize.
Sunday: Because there hadn't been enough shooting done for the weekend, Shootin' Buddy drove down Sunday morning from Lafayette and we went for breakfast before hitting the range at Eagle Creek, trusting the rain to keep the non-serious at home. I brought my 5" 625 along and got some quality trigger time in with it. I really need to step up with this thing, because most folks agree that it's a nearly ideal bowling pin blaster. Also, the usefulness of having numerous mags was reinforced by the fact that I could drag the same big ziploc baggie full of mags that hed worked in the 980 Saturday and use them in the Papoose on Sunday.
You know what's more fun than shooty goodness? Moar shooty goodness!