Afternoon in Richmond

Guess which one of these two classy vehicles above we took to do some shooting at the Richmond CA Rod and Gun Club? That's on the east side of the bay.

Of course, the FBMF on the right. It rides surprisingly smoothly. Don and Joan tend toward extremes I guess.

We came with a variety of small arms. All the way from .22 cal. to .45 cal. With the usual variations on size and velocity.

That is grandson Matt doing the honors with an AR 15, which looks and feels very much like what I remember as an M16, back in the days when Uncle Sam allowed me to serve in our nation's armed forces, both the Air Force and the Navy I am proud to say.



I will borrow the clip from the Lou Gehrig Story at Yankee Stadium when he publicly retired, finally diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis—which came to be known as Lou Gehrig disease—after a disastrous season, says he is "the luckiest man on the face of the earth" in a bouncing around the stadium fashion, when I get close to retirement.

He meant it and so will I.

That is Don McInnes, father of Don and grandfather of Matt showing us all how to shoot a 9mm pistol. I think he is actually a junior as his father was Don as well, that would make his son Don III but I think that all changes as people cash in their chips. I think the guy to the right is now Don, and his son is Don Jr. Still a helluva shot.


Don and Matt, father and 10 year old son, walking back to the line after checking their targets on the 100 yd range.







That is my pistol target to the right. I guess I had a little too much coffee to drink before I pulled the trigger, well, more than once actually. This seems like a random tremor to me. I thought myself lucky to hit the larger tan target at all. It was at 50 yds.

By the way, for my friends on the wacky left, the folks that I met at the range did confirm that sales of weapons and ammunition are up. They all seemed fairly normal, and didn't show much hesitation in their political speech either. Just so you know.