Went to Boomershoot this year with 3 other fine fellows, and had an excellent time. It works much better when you've got a shooting team for spotting.
I shot like gangbusters on Friday, shooting my three boomers in four shots. Saturday, things started getting sloppy, and I couldn't figure out why until I went to make ascope adjustment and it flopped around. I had shot the scope loose. A little loctite will take care of that.
We had some cover over our shooting position for a couple days until the wind picked up and bent the legs. Next year: stiffer legs.
Someone at Boomershoot discovered that one of my compatriots was a Proper English Gentleman, so they brought him some milk so he could make some Proper English Tea. Oleg Volk partook of this, and I got a picture of him doing so, and thus I count coup.
High Intensity lived up to its name. I collected a panorama of the line before we blew it all up.
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