Wife and I went too the range yesterday, Its been awhile since she shot...
So I get her lined out on the pistol range with her S&W Model 10 and she's doing pretty fair after 10 minutes with Lady loads in .38 158 gr. flat nose w/4 gr. Bullseye, So I tell her I'm going to walk over to the rifle range and look for rifle brass.
After about a couple of minutes, Here she come's, I ask her what's up.
She says she's taking a break, I'm like ok, I'm walking in front of the benches look for Grass Brass
I turn around and she's bent over waist deep in a 55 gal. drum, I'm finding this quite funny!
I walk over and ask her, What are you doing dumpster diving in a drum?
She say's it has a lot of brass in it.
I tell her to grab what you can, I'm still checking the grass, I walk off when all the sudden I hear her slamming the drum upside down!
I walk back and ask her if this is something she learned in collage as a starving student?
She say's look at all the big brass!
So, I get down and start helping her, Lot's of 270 WSM and regular .270, About 100 pieces of .223
Throw in some .44 mag. 1- 45/70 (dang it) 243, 25.06, and a few pieces of .35 wheelen, 4-308's
We clean it out and pick up the old target's, Spit bottles and other assorted juke thrown away.
Check a few more and manage to collect about 250/300 pieces or so.
What's not to Love about bring the wife to the range?
Did I mention that she's also an RN?