D4570
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Today we were out braking in two new Howa 1500 6.5 Grendels.
One I had already finished the 20 cleanings and a box of ammo. The other one we were in the process.
I was zeroing the other. It's a lot of shooting. We are on state school trust land, stubble one one side av a small creek with steep banks and uncut winter wheat on the other, a nice clear of grass spot to park off a well-used country road. We not only have the "State use permit" on our hunting licenses but we also have the "State Recreation permit" needed when on state land not hunting. GPS and BLM map confirming we are on state land and well off the road right away. About 45 minutes into the shoot after several farm cars/trucks a Jerk in a Subaru comes sliding to a stop on the county road and rolls down his window. He proceeds to start screaming at us about the county was under a stage fire order, we Had better stop shooting or he was calling the fire marshall and sheriff. We calmly walk to his car and politely inform him we were perfectly legal and a stage 2 fire order has nothing to do with shooting anywhere and on state lands. His face turns red and the veins in his neck looked like fire hoses. He kept up with the screaming and was going to call even the governor. The guy I was with is a wildlands firefighter and has been for 30 years. He calmly tried to hand the jerk his phone and told him he has all three on speed dial and was welcome to use his phone to call. By now I was afraid the jerk's head was going to explode and I nudged the guy I was with and we turned to go back to shooting I said over my shoulder Please call the sheriff and said that I had not spoken to him for a day or two. I was not aware a Subaru could spray gravel that long...
20 minutes the sheriff rolls up. We all said hello and shook hands.
He said he got a call from his dispatch from an Irate fellow about some guys spraying lead and shooting everything up and were about to touch the entire county.
Have you seen anything like that?
We all chuckled and he checked out licenses and permits and explained he had to investigate, even though he knew no restrictions on shooting were in place.
we assured him we would pick up our one target and if anyone started we would put it out with the two extinguishers we had on sight. He left and a few minutes later the same Subaru went screening by giving us the level eye. We continued our shoot.
What a Jack A$$.
One I had already finished the 20 cleanings and a box of ammo. The other one we were in the process.
I was zeroing the other. It's a lot of shooting. We are on state school trust land, stubble one one side av a small creek with steep banks and uncut winter wheat on the other, a nice clear of grass spot to park off a well-used country road. We not only have the "State use permit" on our hunting licenses but we also have the "State Recreation permit" needed when on state land not hunting. GPS and BLM map confirming we are on state land and well off the road right away. About 45 minutes into the shoot after several farm cars/trucks a Jerk in a Subaru comes sliding to a stop on the county road and rolls down his window. He proceeds to start screaming at us about the county was under a stage fire order, we Had better stop shooting or he was calling the fire marshall and sheriff. We calmly walk to his car and politely inform him we were perfectly legal and a stage 2 fire order has nothing to do with shooting anywhere and on state lands. His face turns red and the veins in his neck looked like fire hoses. He kept up with the screaming and was going to call even the governor. The guy I was with is a wildlands firefighter and has been for 30 years. He calmly tried to hand the jerk his phone and told him he has all three on speed dial and was welcome to use his phone to call. By now I was afraid the jerk's head was going to explode and I nudged the guy I was with and we turned to go back to shooting I said over my shoulder Please call the sheriff and said that I had not spoken to him for a day or two. I was not aware a Subaru could spray gravel that long...
20 minutes the sheriff rolls up. We all said hello and shook hands.
He said he got a call from his dispatch from an Irate fellow about some guys spraying lead and shooting everything up and were about to touch the entire county.
Have you seen anything like that?
We all chuckled and he checked out licenses and permits and explained he had to investigate, even though he knew no restrictions on shooting were in place.
we assured him we would pick up our one target and if anyone started we would put it out with the two extinguishers we had on sight. He left and a few minutes later the same Subaru went screening by giving us the level eye. We continued our shoot.
What a Jack A$$.