At the range again today, a blamey 31 degrees with 20 mph sustained winds. Shooting my 243 Win, X Bolt with 85 Sierra BTHP's. 


Love this rifle and load! I wanted some adversity, and I got it and then some. It was damn cold with that wind. Wimps need not apply. Sometimes I feel like a wimp.
Only one other bold guy showed up at the range - another fellow shooter suffering from cabin fever. Good shooter, punching out bug holes at 100 yards with his Creedmoor, off the bench of course. Me, as usually, shooting off my cross sticks having vision of predators and ground hogs.
The fellow walked over and said, "I know you, you're that ground hog man that I see on the upper range in the summer." (The upper range is currently inaccessible - the access road is a sheet of ice - thus we are shooting on the lower range with nasty cross winds and no wind breaks like the upper range.)
I grinned, "Yea, that's me." He replied, "I knew it had to be, you're the only guy I ever saw shooting off two poles!"

Once you have a reputation, it's hard to shake it. 




Only one other bold guy showed up at the range - another fellow shooter suffering from cabin fever. Good shooter, punching out bug holes at 100 yards with his Creedmoor, off the bench of course. Me, as usually, shooting off my cross sticks having vision of predators and ground hogs.
The fellow walked over and said, "I know you, you're that ground hog man that I see on the upper range in the summer." (The upper range is currently inaccessible - the access road is a sheet of ice - thus we are shooting on the lower range with nasty cross winds and no wind breaks like the upper range.)
I grinned, "Yea, that's me." He replied, "I knew it had to be, you're the only guy I ever saw shooting off two poles!"



