This is why I hate going to our public outdoor range. Every time I go, I have to confront someone swinging a gun here and there and give them a sarety lesson. People loading guns while the range is cold and people downrange fixing targets.
I once had the brain-less idiot next to me pick up his rifle and fire a shot with the range cold. Only one person was downrange - the man on the other side of my table, and he hit the deck. Of course I and others started yelling at the moron to put his gun down, and he did, but not really understanding our level of displeasure. No harm, no foul, right?
Another time, Grampa brought 12 or so grandson to the range. Pops wasn’t really together, and completely un-involved. Just let junior play with the 9mm pistol as he saw fit. My son and daughter are amazingly safe and capable with guns. I trained them. Junior never had a safety talk, as was evident from his pointing the pistol at me and everything around us. I went over and had a talk with Pops and the boy, but it didn’t stick. Second time, I removed them from the range.
I would be so pissed if some moron shoots me at the range while loading a gun with a finger on the trigger or something equally stupid. I love my sport, I love introducing and training newcomers, but I hate newbies that come from the gun store and just start shooting.
I want so badly to have a few acres in the country to shoot by myself, with no one else around.
You smug bastards in Idaho and Montana - don’t send me pictures of the wilderness or range that is your back yard where you sit on the deck in your undies and pop crows and prarie dogs while sipping an RC cola and downing Moon Pies .:mad: