AridzonaShooter: Ramblings

No pix today, I forgot the camera. But at least I remembered to take ammo.
John came by in the Jeep and we headed out for the White Tank "mountains" west of Phoenix. Did a bit of wheelin' around the desert, just puttering and looking for the "right" spot. It was a bit cool and breezy early on, with some of what local meteorologists call "high, thin clouds." As the day progressed the clouds thinned out, the breeze moderated and it got a bit warmer.
I'd not done a bunch of shooting in 'way, 'way too long, and was unimpressed with my performance. I ran some .44 RemMag, just for grins, then got down to some trigger work with the Kimber. "Front sight, press." Pretty much just drilling the basics, I got 2-250 rounds down range. Felt pretty good, but I'm thinking I still need some tuning. I never really got into the groove.
John had brought some toys. We shot some .223 out of the black rifle, AR-15. I'd swapped that off to him about a year or more ago, this was the first time he'd had it out. Although we didn't print it, just engaging "targets of opportunity," it appears to be dialed in. No issues, sights are dern near perfect.
Hauled out the Tommy gun. Some aimed fire, some singles, some doubles, a bit of "let'errip," and we'd turned about 300 rounds into noise in not a lot of time. Repeated that exercise with the Uzi. That little sub-gun is just a whole bunch of fun to shoot. Of course, the down side to full-auto is loading magazines...
John also hauled along the .50, which we put a few rounds through. He really, really likes that rifle. This was my first opportunity to shoot it, in fact the first time I'd ever shot a .50 bolt rifle. I couldn't get a good position, either at the bench, a good hold, or a good sight through the scope. Yeah, okay, it's probably a pretty fun rifle, but everything seemed to be a half bubble off for me with it, so it wasn't all that comfortable to shoot. I would like to take another run at it, part just outta stubborn, but part because it seems such a hoot to be able to reach out and touch large objects at 500-1000 yards and have them disappear into another universe .
John dropped me off where we're parked a bit after 17.00, then called just shy of 19.00. He was just getting off the freeway at his exit. Drive time traffic meant a trip that should have taken about 45 minutes was nearly two hours in traffic.
Boy am I glad I no longer have to live in the Phoenix metro area, and cain't hardly wait to get down the road again.