In spite of my notions…

Though I had indicated I would not be doing anything on Sundays, it was such a beautiful day I just could not stay in. As well, as I am gearing up to get things in order for the trip, college, and life again, I just cannot sit still. If I had been awake earlier, I probably would have gone on to church. Though too, I am guessing that turning the furnace on and closing the windows has already begun to make a difference. I was a bit excited, but not sure what to do or where to go.

In the end, I decided to go plinking. I have not had much of a chance to take the fixed .22 pistol out for target practice. I thought about taking the .22 rifle as well, but that started to sound like more than I was really interested in messing with. I do need to get the scope on the rifle sighted in, to 50 yards optimally. But I do not want to be trying to adjust two weapons at the same time. It seemed that it would end up all work and no fun, and this Jack is not a dull boy.

I grabbed the pistol, a spinning target, a sound dampening headset, and enough ammunition to probably cut down a tree, even with it being .22 caliber. I have that much ammo, initially, to find which ammunition the pistol and rifle seem to like the best. Though, if I find a truly stand out ammunition, I will have 2 to 4 thousand rounds for each firearm. Then, I will turn it over about every six months to a year, with any good fortune (the stuff is truly cheap, even the “good” .22 stuff if it ends up preferring that). I get the goods wrangled into the Xterra, and off I go. I head out to my usual shooting grounds, a public shooting area a bit north, near a wildlife area.

I crank up some Metallica and then later Ozzy gets his turn, and I just enjoy the ride. As I leave the main road to get on the final spit of dirt road into the area, I note a problem. There is water way up over the road and into the back-dropping hills. There will be no shooting today. Even with a snorkel, I would not be able to get through this. Bummer. Back to the house, I suppose. On the way, I think to stop at Hy-Vee and pick up some romaine lettuce or a summer mix of lettuce, perhaps also to refill some of my water jugs. The place is packed, so I just scoot on home. Two for two, but the ride was fun, getting out was not a bad thing, I guess losing is not always complete.

I might have to see if my fingers can dance on the keyboard of the electric piano. It is open and easy to access now. Even if I do not have a learning session available, I can repeat the old to get back in the game. See you, would not want to be you.