Andrew at The Firearm Blog has posted an excellent interview with Champion shooter Rob Leatham. It's even got subtitles to make up for poor sound quality. Whats interesting to me, is how the whole topic has been broken down into its most fundamental elements, then scientifically, ergonomically, even psychologically studied, experimented on, tested, then refined. Then tested again and proofed in the crucible of competition.
Watch. Learn.
Sprayin'n Prayin, Runnin'n Gunnin', Scoot'n Shoot'n, in & around the Peoples Republic of ILL
Monday, May 30, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Love, Guns 'n Money
CRETE TOWNSHIP — ... A woman reportedly stole money from the man paying her for sex. He allegedly retaliated by hitting her. And the confrontation stopped when a nearby homeowner got their attention — by firing a gun in the air.
Read all the details in their prurient glory here
Read all the details in their prurient glory here
Dry Fire Safety Zone
As discussed earlier, dry fire practice is a worthwhile endeavor to keep and build eye/hand skills. However safely done, it's not without inherent dangers. Anytime ... ANYTIME ... human interacts with {firearm (automobile, table saw, electricity)} the potential for injury/death/dismemberment is present.
To minimize this potential danger, strict adherence to the 4 rules is mandatory.
As a tip of the hat to reality and the law o' Murphy, Rule 4 (Be sure of your target and of what is beyond it) gets special consideration. Not less. Just in case of massive brain fart, spike in stupidity, or other human failing, dry firing must be practiced with a secure backstop. Not something every home or apartment has. I've lived in spots that really had no such zone.
At the Redoubt Ruinenlust, luckily, I have an acceptable zone. It's not a large zone. An earthen and railroad tie retaining wall should contain any dim-witted shorts staining events.
It forces me to place dry-fire targets at floor level, only practicing at a downward angle. It's not ideal. But preferable to the possibility of perforating several neighbors Dubble-Wides, much less neighbors.
An adjunct rule is "clear all live ammo from the practice zone".
So ... bottom line... Dry fire practice helps. Cranial Rectal Inversion of practioner must be guarded against. Always. Every. Time.
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| This could be you Meatbag |
To minimize this potential danger, strict adherence to the 4 rules is mandatory.
As a tip of the hat to reality and the law o' Murphy, Rule 4 (Be sure of your target and of what is beyond it) gets special consideration. Not less. Just in case of massive brain fart, spike in stupidity, or other human failing, dry firing must be practiced with a secure backstop. Not something every home or apartment has. I've lived in spots that really had no such zone.
At the Redoubt Ruinenlust, luckily, I have an acceptable zone. It's not a large zone. An earthen and railroad tie retaining wall should contain any dim-witted shorts staining events.
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| Artist's depiction of actual retaining wall |
It forces me to place dry-fire targets at floor level, only practicing at a downward angle. It's not ideal. But preferable to the possibility of perforating several neighbors Dubble-Wides, much less neighbors.
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| Example of FAIL at Human/Machine interface |
An adjunct rule is "clear all live ammo from the practice zone".
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| Area NOT ready for dry fire practice. |
Friday, May 13, 2011
At the nexus of firearms and fine art
Therein lies the engraver's endeavors. Time honored. Painstakingly rendered pictorials and embellishments take a mechanical tool to a "whole nuver level". See the dracula gun I wrote 'bout afore.
It would be awesomeness to someday own a piece of art that went "bang".
It would be awesomeness to someday own a piece of art that went "bang".
Monday, May 9, 2011
A perishable skill.
That's how shooting is often described. Skills will deteriorate without practice.
So I've had about a half year, six months of perishing skills. That's a loooong lay-off of no matches, no range trips, no nuthin. That's alot o' nothin'. No excuses. Just what it was.
So when Shootin' Pardner insisted on goin' to the Saturday mornin' match, I had to go.
Glad I did. Thanks Pardner.
In anticipation of the vote on CCW for the Peoples Republic of Illinois, Jack ran us through his Concealed Carry Fundamentals. And I mean FUNDAMENTALS. Draw. Shoot. No scoot. No times. No scores. Longest distance? Seven yards.
It was a good day to be back at the range. After 150 rounds over three hours, I finally felt warmed up.
So I've had about a half year, six months of perishing skills. That's a loooong lay-off of no matches, no range trips, no nuthin. That's alot o' nothin'. No excuses. Just what it was.
So when Shootin' Pardner insisted on goin' to the Saturday mornin' match, I had to go.
Glad I did. Thanks Pardner.
In anticipation of the vote on CCW for the Peoples Republic of Illinois, Jack ran us through his Concealed Carry Fundamentals. And I mean FUNDAMENTALS. Draw. Shoot. No scoot. No times. No scores. Longest distance? Seven yards.
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| Nonagenarian Jack running the firing line |
It was a good day to be back at the range. After 150 rounds over three hours, I finally felt warmed up.
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| The Two Phils (Senior and JR) running a seated draw drill |
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