Showing posts with label Guns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guns. Show all posts

August 25, 2008

bang bang

So, we dragged poor yellow dresser out past Misson, to some gravel pits on crown land. It sulked in the back of the truck...














And then a bit more out in the field. I think it was a bit worried at this point.














I put 5 rounds of slugs in it first, followed by Mike..



















Followed by a round each of buckshot...



















Birdshot may not look like much but it sure does the trick!



















My shoulder hurt after another round with the 12g shotgun so I let Mike go crazy on it...



















Which he did...
Took a few shots at it with my new .22
Doesnt do too much, but there ya go...














In the end, this was all that was left! =)



















I did some shooting with my new little Ruger 10-22!



















Love it!














It was amazing how many shells there were in this area.
There are literally thousands. Every little coloured bit you see there, red, blue.. are all shotgun shells!














And last but not least, my rifle.
Yes, yes, I'll have to sell it again before I go, I know that!
But I can have my fun. And fun was had, rest assured!!

August 23, 2008

Jeg tale lidt dansk

I just finished up my first danish lesson with Julia! Or rather Lektion et.

Jeg Hedder Corey.
Jeg kommer fra Canada.
Jeg tale engeslk og lidt dansk.

Hvad med dig?

I also had to listen to 'Smuk Som Et Stjerneskud' by the Olsen Brothers. It's some song that Denmark won for, in some contest. I don't know. I just know that I had to listen for the words 'stjerneskud' and 'kærlighed' and count how many times they were each said. I was one off on both.

I'm sure you have your own opinions about the song Amalie.. but I think its funny. In a lame way. It was also the first Danish song I've ever listened to.

Now, it's off to Reliable to pick up ammo for shotguns! I'm going to go blast up a dresser I've had since before I was born. It's been with me for 30 years now, so I can't really give it to anyone. I need to take it out. And what better way than blowing it to smithereens! Plus I won't be able to go shooting overseas anymore, so get it in now!

After bullet shopping, I'll be at work for a few hours, then off to the woods. Pictures of the dresser's demise to follow!!



















(I've taken pretty much all the stickers off of it now, but you'll see...)