I was out at MCF&G today testing out my Ruger 10/22. This was the first time I have ever shot on the other side of the range. I must say I really like that little rifle. I had it dialed in to hit 30/30 on the steel plate at the second to last line (75 yards?). I'll try the last line next week.
Anyway, during one of the times the line was cold, I was trudging out to the back of the range to check my steel, when all of a sudden, BANG! I'm not sure how the brain works, but I immediately recognized that the round did not come from our range, but in the parking lot area. When I turned and looked the guy at the pistol range had a 'wasn't me' look on his face. I guess I missed the memo about the new pistol ranges being open.
Now, shortly thereafter, some guy comes on the line and as soon as he sits his stuff down, he yells, "Cease fire! Cease fire! Cease fire!" Immediately everyone stops shooting and looks to see if anyone had walked on the range or something. The guy didn't have a clue, but proceeds to the field to put up his target. As soon as he finished and gets back, he yells, "The line is hot!" and starts picking up his rifle. Everyone, including me had a stupid look of surprise, astonishment, and curiosity, mixed with a little pissed-off, on our faces, but none of us corrected him. I'm not sure if he did it again, since I was leaving. I wonder who gave him his safety briefing?
Anyway, during one of the times the line was cold, I was trudging out to the back of the range to check my steel, when all of a sudden, BANG! I'm not sure how the brain works, but I immediately recognized that the round did not come from our range, but in the parking lot area. When I turned and looked the guy at the pistol range had a 'wasn't me' look on his face. I guess I missed the memo about the new pistol ranges being open.
Now, shortly thereafter, some guy comes on the line and as soon as he sits his stuff down, he yells, "Cease fire! Cease fire! Cease fire!" Immediately everyone stops shooting and looks to see if anyone had walked on the range or something. The guy didn't have a clue, but proceeds to the field to put up his target. As soon as he finished and gets back, he yells, "The line is hot!" and starts picking up his rifle. Everyone, including me had a stupid look of surprise, astonishment, and curiosity, mixed with a little pissed-off, on our faces, but none of us corrected him. I'm not sure if he did it again, since I was leaving. I wonder who gave him his safety briefing?