However for someone the hobby of target shooting has grown and first the original air rifle was sold to a friend's husband (said friend was not impressed), a new more powerful air rifle was purchased requiring a shooting licence (which here in France requires a doctor's appointment and signature), an imitation Beretta air pistol somehow being thrown in for good measure by the gunsmith.... and then an upgrade to a real .22 rifle by trading in the air rifle.
This person likes to call himself The Terminator on various fora. Here he is trying to teach me how to use it. I must say it is much easier to fire than the air rifle as there is no kickback. The Beretta pistol was a nightmare as try as I might with my best FBI stance I could not hold the thing steady. I hadn't realised how much my arms would wave around! The rifle is heavy though so I need a few more muscles in my arms, but that usually comes around in summer after lugging watering cans about.
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| "I can't see down the viewfinder" "It's called a sight, dear" |
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| "Let me show you" |
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| "Just hold it like this. Simples" "Simples? It's bloody heavy!" |
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| "Right, now I've got the hang of it". Blam. "Oooh, this is fun!" |
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| Please note no cows were harmed in the making of this photograph. They are actually in the field on the right, not behind the target. |
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| This is some clever contraption my OH ('The Terminator') made that collects all the bullets so that they neither traverse the fields and possibly kill things nor pollute the environment with the lead. |
On my second attempt I got a bullseye! There's no stopping me now ;-)
