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| Fun! | May 2007 | |||||||||
| Gerhard Schroeder
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There’s nothing new in the fact that we all like
to have a little fun, some enjoyment. When it comes to guns
and shooting not everyone shares the vision that they can be
fun. I’ll bet serious money that the ones that don’t think of
guns and shooting as fun are those who have never tried to
discharge a firearm, and/or those who know of someone who was
seriously hurt, or worse. Fact remains, however, that sporting
arms exist for that very reason, to have fun with them. People
would not spend their money otherwise.
So, how is enjoyment extracted from an object called a sporting
firearm? Nobody would have all the answers. Here are a few.
Like many human creations, a firearm, in the end, is a genius
design to vastly improve on throwing an object, certainly with
the objective of hitting a target. Today we can deliver
tremendous energy at significant distances. No doubt the
designers and engineers had fun converting their dreams into
reality. And likewise, there are folks who simply enjoy firearms
on their own merit, never ever firing a shot from them. We call
them collectors. The majority, however, are consumers. We like
to use the darn things.
Males in particular like to be powerful. Big trucks, chain saws,
power tools, jet engines … those things speak to our hearts. And
guns fit right in. Then we refine. One avenue is plinking, the
very basis of enjoying a firearm. Targets span from bottles (what
can be more fun than breaking, blowing up when hit? – but please
do not use glass bottles, too many shards disfigure places where
people go shooting) to the famous paper plate. In fact, isn’t the
target the most critical piece of equipment when we pursue fun?
Let’s take a closer look.
Paper targets come in seemingly endless shapes and configurations.
It tends to be inexpensive. Paper has the stigma of being boring.
But don’t tell that to the bench rest folks. Placing five shots
into one tiny ragged hole at a hundred yards (or even further out)
is their weekend joy. It is also a heck of an accomplishment.
The action notches up quite a bit when that paper target moves.
Too bad the running boar range at BASF is out of order. Despite the
lack of success, way more misses than hits, every one who tried the
running target game enjoyed it. Paper does this for us: it records,
compares, verifies. In fact the key point is that paper does not
lie. We tend to, regarding our groups, want to dismiss certain
flyers or flinching or wind gusts. Of course, next to nothing
happens when we blow lead through paper, leaving only a small hole.
A step up from that are those targets that change color when hit.
Yes, unless we use high-power optical equipment, we need to walk out
to our paper targets to determine where the bullet(s) went.
Next would be a steel plate. To a limit it can tell us where we hit,
where the bullet splashes. It can also give us sound feedback through
ringing and visual indications through movement. Silhouettes and
pepper-poppers fall down. Steel plates work best with handguns and
multiple shots, providing immediate hit-or-miss data. They do not
need to be taped back up, and last almost forever. Steel tends to be
more fun because something happens when the bullet hit. Noise,
movement and bullets splattering. We can register that from where we
shoot.
King of the plinking game is the (t)rusted tin can! Hit one of those
and it will move, bounce, or go airborne. It can handle multiple hits,
and of course costs nothing. For added excitement, fill one up with
water. Depending on what you’ll hit ‘er with, that water goes from
splash to instant vapor, ripping the can to pieces in the process.
And yes, as they’d taught us so often from Hollywood, we can blow them
off fence posts as well. Clearly a reactive target!
In a deviation from the theme we once held a little contest with ‘power
transfer’ targets. The idea was to launch a five-inch piece of 2x4 as
high (not far) into the air as possible. The ‘launch pad’ was a tin
can. Competitors could choose how to treat their can. Most filled
them full of water, some may have filled them half with sand and topped
them off with liquid. Fired at from fifty yards, in a field that
included a .308 Winchester and a .300 Remington Ultramag, the winner was
a .223 Remington, sending the chuck of wood at least twenty feet up.
Construction lumber serves as great consumable targets. Centerfire
handgun bullets tend to rip big chunks out of those, sending them
hurling. Stand a 2x4 section upright and shoot it in half – amazing
how many hits that requires. Taking turns, it easily affords a little
competition.
Things like paper, steel, cans and lumber are target material you bring
with you, and hopefully take back out when you’re done with them.
Nature also provides some reactive targets. As always, be especially
aware of this safety rule when shooting outside some place other than
a dedicated range: Be aware of your target, and what is beyond!
Rocks, we have billions here in Arizona, can make a great targets. As
with water, do mind the potential of ricochets. Rocks either move, chip,
blow apart or take a mark when bullets impact. Plus they come in all
kinds of sizes, at just about all distances. And since nature also
offers all kinds of wood, be creative – no, be safe first, and then
creative – when you want to have a little fun outdoors.
All these targets have one thing in common. They become more fun if we
actually hit them. If the game becomes too challenging, why waste the
ammo?
Speaking of fun, here are a few examples of spending a lazy Saturday
morning in the desert. The pictures tell you what type of targets we
‘engaged’. No competition, just blasting. And of course, Dan had
triggered his camera with perfect timing!
Plink
It's time for me to start putting the next newsletter together, but I
don't have an anchor story. So I thought that I'd send out an email to
past and potential authors to try to shake the bushes a little. I need
something in the next week to two weeks. If you don't have a story, do
you at least have an idea for a story that someone else might be able
to pick up on? Help!
The call for help went out and Gerhard once again answered the call.
He didn’t have a whole story fleshed out yet, but he did have a couple
paragraphs that conveyed the germ of an idea for one (Fun!):
Darn, if it wasn't already starting to get hot, it would be fun to call
together an impromptu plinkenfest out in the desert. Get a bunch of guys
together with coolers, shade, guns and targets of choice and have at it.
A day out plinking could easily generate enough pictures and prose to
create an anchor story.
Gerhard quickly answered back that he was available on Saturday morning.
Who wants to go? The plan was hatched that quickly. In the end there
were only three of us that showed, Gerhard, myself, and Paul, a buddy of
Ger’s.
The night before, I started picking through the Martinez armory deciding
what I wanted to play with. Mostly I grabbed a number of rifles that
don’t get out of the safe all that often. Whether it be for competitions
or for hunting, I will usually carefully consider what is the best tool
for the job. A plink-party though, frees you up to bring out whatever
you think you’ll have the most fun with! There are no adverse consequences
to clutter up your mind, like losing a match or missing a game animal.
How liberating!
And just like you are freed up to shoot whatever gun you want, it is also
a great opportunity to burn up any old ammo you might have cluttering your
ammo inventory. For example, maybe you have some ammo that just plain does
not shoot very well in your guns. You wouldn’t use it in competition or on
a hunt, so it just languishes in your ammo vault. I have way too much cheap
7.62x54R corrosive com-bloc rifle ammo that fits this description!
Originally, the plan was to meet up at a spot west of Lake Pleasant where
just a couple of months ago we held an impromptu 3-Gun Desert Action Shoot.
When we arrived not long after first light, we were greeted by some new and
not so friendly NO TRESPASSING signs. “This area closed due to littering.”
No shooting, no this, no that.
It was quite true. Slob shooters before us had made quite a mess of the
place. Why, oh why do people bring out old appliances and other crap, shoot
the trash full of holes, and just leave the whole mess? It’s enough to make
you want to shoot these slobs full of holes and leave them! Please, please,
when you go out desert plinking, use targets that don’t leave a mess and take
them with you when you leave!
My own favorite reactive plinking targets actually do not plink – but they do
blow up rather nicely! I like to use plastic soda bottles that have been
refilled with water and capped. I always remove the filmy plastic label
before shooting them. These bottles almost always stay in one piece when
shot and are easily collected after the carnage occurs. The labels usually
shred and spread with the wind which is the reason I remove them before
blasting. So after deciding which guns and ammo were going, I packed up a
crate of plastic simulated prairie dogs.
After learning that we couldn’t shoot at the planned venue, we conferred and
decided to go out to one of my other secret spots that’s always a good bet.
After a short caravan, we arrived at the backup spot and started setting up.
It is so nice to own a full size 4-door pickup. There’s just so much stuff
that can go with you! Permanent residents in the back of my truck are a
couple of folding tables, several folding chairs, a portable benchrest table,
and a quick-setup shade canopy. There’s still plenty of room leftover for
cooler, a dozen or so guns, all the ammo to feed them, reactive targets,
frames for hanging paper targets, gun rack, a couple of kids (when they’re
not too busy with other interests), …
Setting up the shade canopy, complete with tarp side curtains, is always my
first order of business. Yeah it takes a little extra time, but I don’t have
to tell any of you guys how brutal summer in the desert is. With this setup,
I can endure a full day of load testing and chronographing if that’s what my
goal for the outing is. A cooler full of liquids, lunch and snacks is the
other important element. Set up some tables, spread out some chairs -- I make
myself a right comfortable little abode.
Gerhard and Paul got to work setting up some cardboard silhouette targets and
some steel swingers. I broke out the plastic pasture poodles and set up a
target frame at 120 yards with a paper target from the club’s website.
Paul brought out an incredibly light, 5-shot S&W scandium carry revolver. I
couldn’t believe that the thing was rated for full power .357 mag! I got a
chance to light off a few mag rounds in this gun. I can report that recoil
with the magnum load was quite “sting-y”! It seemed to hit where you pointed
it just fine, though.
Let’s see, I don’t think I’ll be able to remember all that Gerhard brought out,
but I know that he had his 9mm CZ competition pistol, a Ruger 10-22 that he can
make sound like a full auto, and a mini-Mauser in .223. As for myself, I
brought out a passel of old military rifles, a recently acquired Remington M600
in 6mm Rem, another Remington, a Model 700 varminter in .260 Rem, and my
Springfield GI model 1911. We all traded back and forth freely.
One of the old military rifles that I brought out proved to be a big hit with
the fans: a Yugoslavian M59/66 SKS. I picked this one up from J&G Sales in
Prescott a couple years back. With folding blade bayonet, and a NATO-spec
grenade launcher and grenade launching ladder sight, the cool-factor is big!
And since it can spit out 10 rounds of cheap ammo as fast as you can pull the
trigger, what’s not to love? OK, precision accuracy it does not possess,
which is the biggest reason it doesn’t get out much. But for a plinkenfest
such as today, it was perfect.
After a little paper punching with the handguns, it was time for some serious
fun: high powered rifles against plastic pasture poodles!
One of Gerhard’s goals, that he wasn’t sure we could pull off, was to try to
get a photo of an exploding reactive target. I’m not sure exactly what he had
in mind, because he didn’t know that I was bringing my pop bottles.
Anyway, I set up the camera on a tripod, zoomed in to the target, and with Paul
counting “one … two… three”, Gerhard tripped the trigger while I worked to
simultaneously trip the shutter. It took a few tries, but I think we got what
we were looking for . . . in spectacular fashion!
We arrived pretty early, and since the day was warming up nicely, by around 9:30
we were done. Gee, we gotta do this more often!
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