Si vis pacem, para bellum! Molon Labe!
I'm suprised I was even able to get out of bed and get ready Sunday morning since I was up until 6AM playing COD4 and being online.
Once Mishey did drag me out of bed, we got ready by loading her truck with an arsenal and thousands of rounds of ammo--That's how I roll.
We stopped in Campo so I could visit Ian while Mishey drove to Lake Morena to check it out for a future camping trip. (I've never been camping other than the occasional night spent in a car in Bumfuck Egypt.). Ian was fine, he say's all the things he should be saying, but we'll see how he turns out once he's out and hanging with his detrimental "friends".
After Campo, we headed to Jacumba, over by the Mexican border to shoot guns. It took a while to get settled because if you don't get there early, all the primo shooting spots are taken. Sometimes you can squeeze in and do your thing, but I observed some people being unsafe by shooting guns into the ground two feet in front of their buddy laying on the ground with his rifle and walking around sweeping everyone 360 degrees with the barrel ("Don't worry, it's not loaded.-ALL guns are ALWAYS loaded you twat!). That is a MAJOR turn-off for both of us, guns are serious business and if you go out of your way to violate basic gun safety around me; whatever I'm out. You'll never see me again.
We found a isolated spot that some people just left, but again,...they left a pile of empty beer cans and while I was setting up targets 100 yards away, they came back in their Jeep, drove up next to Mishey, muttered something reeking of booze, then picked up a Tupperware they left behind which Mishey speculated was their weed! Seriously folks; alcohol, drugs and guns don't mix. Guns and dumbasses don't mix either. Those douches give law adbiding shooters a bad name.
Oh well, on to the pics...
Mishey's truck. She was off-roading the hell out of it that day. lol
Ready for the Zombie Invasion. :)
Mishey figured if little kids in 3rd world conflicts can shoot the AK-47, so can she. She said, it was loud and kicked a lot! Heh.
AR-15. America's Rifle. Good times.
No self-respecting gentleman would be caught dead without his pistol to protect mi lady's honor.
FTW!
Good times. Good times.
Clay Pigeons, be afraid. Be very afraid.
A family shooting in the spot next to us asked us to jump start their truck so we packed up and helped them. They were shooting various targets including Casper the Friendly Ghost. :(
The AK-47 is one of my favorite guns. You have not truly lived until you shoot an AK.
Austria is known for two things: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and the GLOCK Wondernine 9mm pistol.
That is all.
-S.
Once Mishey did drag me out of bed, we got ready by loading her truck with an arsenal and thousands of rounds of ammo--That's how I roll.
We stopped in Campo so I could visit Ian while Mishey drove to Lake Morena to check it out for a future camping trip. (I've never been camping other than the occasional night spent in a car in Bumfuck Egypt.). Ian was fine, he say's all the things he should be saying, but we'll see how he turns out once he's out and hanging with his detrimental "friends".
After Campo, we headed to Jacumba, over by the Mexican border to shoot guns. It took a while to get settled because if you don't get there early, all the primo shooting spots are taken. Sometimes you can squeeze in and do your thing, but I observed some people being unsafe by shooting guns into the ground two feet in front of their buddy laying on the ground with his rifle and walking around sweeping everyone 360 degrees with the barrel ("Don't worry, it's not loaded.-ALL guns are ALWAYS loaded you twat!). That is a MAJOR turn-off for both of us, guns are serious business and if you go out of your way to violate basic gun safety around me; whatever I'm out. You'll never see me again.
We found a isolated spot that some people just left, but again,...they left a pile of empty beer cans and while I was setting up targets 100 yards away, they came back in their Jeep, drove up next to Mishey, muttered something reeking of booze, then picked up a Tupperware they left behind which Mishey speculated was their weed! Seriously folks; alcohol, drugs and guns don't mix. Guns and dumbasses don't mix either. Those douches give law adbiding shooters a bad name.
Oh well, on to the pics...
Mishey's truck. She was off-roading the hell out of it that day. lol
Ready for the Zombie Invasion. :)
Mishey figured if little kids in 3rd world conflicts can shoot the AK-47, so can she. She said, it was loud and kicked a lot! Heh.
AR-15. America's Rifle. Good times.
No self-respecting gentleman would be caught dead without his pistol to protect mi lady's honor.
FTW!
Good times. Good times.
Clay Pigeons, be afraid. Be very afraid.
A family shooting in the spot next to us asked us to jump start their truck so we packed up and helped them. They were shooting various targets including Casper the Friendly Ghost. :(
Click to viewThe AK-47 is one of my favorite guns. You have not truly lived until you shoot an AK.
Austria is known for two things: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and the GLOCK Wondernine 9mm pistol.
That is all.
-S.