paid her dues
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paid her dues
My 12-y-o daughter paid her dues hauling buckets at a trout stocking last Saturday.
And yesterday she reaped the reward.
there's more where that came from
one gratuitous in-hand photo
I caught some, too
The fish were all energetic and put up fights that belied their sizes.
Largest I caught was 16", and crazy electric - tried to head way south.
I think we could have caught more, but nature called and she was fed up with her waders by then.
I think Santa will solve the equipment problem.
Great times.
And yesterday she reaped the reward.
there's more where that came from
one gratuitous in-hand photo
I caught some, too
The fish were all energetic and put up fights that belied their sizes.
Largest I caught was 16", and crazy electric - tried to head way south.
I think we could have caught more, but nature called and she was fed up with her waders by then.
I think Santa will solve the equipment problem.
Great times.
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I know this isn't fishing, but yesterday we went shooting.
Two .22s one irons, one Creedmore, and a .357 carbine with 3x scope.
We had two targets, 50 yds and 75 yds, with two papers on each.
She started off on the '85 at 50 yds.
While she was shooting that, I was tweaking the scope on the baby rolling block .357 at 75 yds.
I shot 3 groups of two, two touching at the lower left, tweaked the scope, then two more touching pairs near center.
I handed her the baby, and she shot the rest of the holes in the paper, and a few spurious - she was frustrated by the distance but shouldn't have been. So she took it back to one of the 50-yd papers, and of course it was shooting high.
While she was shooting that, I was dialing the Creedmore on the '85 to 75 yds. Started with a guessed elevation adjustment.
I shot the first two right, made a windage adjustment on the front sight.
Shot the next two center and made an elevation adjustment. When I hit the bullseye at 75 yds with the .22, I decided that was time to quit while I was ahead.
(...that's hitting a dime at 250' without a scope using 130-y-o technology...)
When her shoulder was tired, she took some time on Grandad's model 67, which he had since he was 5-y-o. Her first time to shoot irons, and she did quite well. Grandad was impressed that she shot so safely, patiently, and successfully.
Then she went back to the '85 and finished a box of shells.
All this was done while people with semiautos to our left were raining us with brass.
More great times.
Two .22s one irons, one Creedmore, and a .357 carbine with 3x scope.
We had two targets, 50 yds and 75 yds, with two papers on each.
She started off on the '85 at 50 yds.
While she was shooting that, I was tweaking the scope on the baby rolling block .357 at 75 yds.
I shot 3 groups of two, two touching at the lower left, tweaked the scope, then two more touching pairs near center.
I handed her the baby, and she shot the rest of the holes in the paper, and a few spurious - she was frustrated by the distance but shouldn't have been. So she took it back to one of the 50-yd papers, and of course it was shooting high.
While she was shooting that, I was dialing the Creedmore on the '85 to 75 yds. Started with a guessed elevation adjustment.
I shot the first two right, made a windage adjustment on the front sight.
Shot the next two center and made an elevation adjustment. When I hit the bullseye at 75 yds with the .22, I decided that was time to quit while I was ahead.
(...that's hitting a dime at 250' without a scope using 130-y-o technology...)
When her shoulder was tired, she took some time on Grandad's model 67, which he had since he was 5-y-o. Her first time to shoot irons, and she did quite well. Grandad was impressed that she shot so safely, patiently, and successfully.
Then she went back to the '85 and finished a box of shells.
All this was done while people with semiautos to our left were raining us with brass.
More great times.