I'm blessed with enough .22 rimfire I can still occasionally go out and plink. I never disclose just how many of anything I have. Be it dollar bills, primers, .22 rimfire rounds, pounds of powder, or firearms. But that's just me.
Any ole' way. Shortly after lunch today, a long time friend dropped by and the next thing we knew, we were loaded up and headed for the sticks for some fresh air and plinking. I turned 68 last Saturday, this sure isn't the first time my friend of 40+ years and I have gone out and done such. It was a tad windy out but it didn't discourage us any, worse than two juveniles. When the wife asked where we were headed, I told her we were off in search of rowdy tin cans and miscreant dirt clods in need of a good killin'. We did manage to find a few rowdy, low down crows to take pot shots at. But distance and the wind was in their favor, this time around anyway. Some cans and dirt clods have now ended their days of a mislead life. All in all, a successful excursion.
The two firearms I chose to take were an old Remington 510 single shot, which is more accurate than I am these days. Along with it, a trusty old Smith & Wesson K22 of 1948 vintage. I managed to score 5 out of 6 shots with the K22 between 10 to 20 yards. I was more than happy with those results.
All in all, it sure was good to get some trigger time in, the smell of gun smoke up my nostrils and the kick of watching can's and dirt clods get rolled around. Fella's, if you're comfortable with your current stock of ammunition lasting a good while, don't sit and fret over the current situation. Get out and let a few rounds go now and then, it doesn't matter if it's 50, or 150 rounds. It will brighten your day much more than you may realize.
Murphy