Originally posted by garyb
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I have a 30-30 Contender. I took it to one of the outdoor public ranges to shoot it. Depending on which elbow is running the booth they sometimes have me shoot on the rifle range, sometimes the pistol range. So I always tell them what I have and ask where to go.
This time he says pistol range. Says there's a range officer up there and one other member.
Off I go.
I get up there and there's a member in their little cordoned off area, a guy with his son, and a fat bald headed drill sgt type that I've dealt with in the past.
So I acknowledge their presence and lay my gear out on the bench.
Mr. Drill Sgt tells me to go ahead down and hand a target. So I according to the rules walk over to flip a switch that activates an obnoxious bell and flashing lights. Before I get there he tells me don't flip that switch, I'm sick of hearing it, just go down, I'll watch for you.
I confirmed that he was sure that's what he wanted me to do and hustled down to hang my target.
I come back and I notice they are BSing and Mr. Drill Sgt doesn't have his ear muffs on.
He finally hollers down and ask if I'm gonna shoot or what? So I informed him I had a large caliber gun and noticed he didn't have his muffs on and didn't want to damage his hearing. His response was hell my ears have been burned so many times don't worry about it, just go on........
Well I wanted to but I'm just not gonna do it, this Contender is louder than hell and especially so under cover in this enclosed area. So I notice that he's finishing up his conversation and started my way, he has to pass me to get to the exit baffle and out.
So I real slow like grab a 30-30 case by the rim and hold it up to load so I'm sure he can see it. I note he starts to pick up his pace considerable. Right before he gets to me I drop it in the chamber and close the action, at this point he broke into a full out run or as close to a full out run as a 300 pound drill sgt can accomplish. I aim down range, but I'm watching him and as soon as he bounced off the end wall and pushed himself around the corner I let if off. Dust flew out of the ceiling, I think the members kid actually swore.
Mr. Drill Sgt pokes his head around the corner and says you almost got me you little bastard! Semi joking, semi serious. I explained to him that I had him anytime I wanted, it was only cause I was such a nice guy that he's able to hear at all and no charge for the exercise of the 30ft dash he just completed.
Member and his son come down right off and wanted to know what kind of canon I just shot. Both father and son ended up shooting it, the son with a lot of support and supervision of course.
I like to think I gave Mr. Drill Sgt a nice lesson that day but I heard not much changed. That was 20 years ago. I recently looked into going back figuring things might have improved but alas I was told it was exactly the same.
I still chuckle about it to this day.



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