I went to my first Appleseed Shoot today. While I did not shine, at least I did not completely disgrace myself.
The range was on a fairly pronounced slope, with the targets upslope from the firing line.
I feel like I spent the entire day standing, sitting, or lying on a hillside. In other words, it feels like a team of angry midgets have worked me over with tee-ball bats from about kidney level on down.
More in a little bit.