Well let me tell a story
bout a guy named Og
had a stupid orange cat
and a furniture eating dog

he was up one day
just a reading of his blog
and he saw him a pic
of an overgrowed hog.

Wait, that didn’t go anywhere I wanted it to go.

I had spent friday evening as the guest of the DuToits, so Saturday Morning I got up and helped pack, loaded as much stuff into the Exploder as it would hold, and headed off for Ferris Texas.

Once there, I realized that I was going to get muddy. Perhaps very muddy. So standing on the shingletab in the parking lot, I changed into my “truck clothes” a change of clothes i keep in the truck specific to the purpose of getting filthy.

And filthy I got.

Who cares? I was shooting, and I was loving it. I went through several courses of fire, and while my shooting may not have been the best, I at least made it all the way through. And I think I didn’t do so badly. One thing I was happy to see, was that (other than having to snug up a rear sight) the 45 shot perfectly the whole day.

I enjoyed it well enough that I found a local place that does IDPA shoots. I will be checking it out next month.

Anyway, there was good food, good company, good shooting, and all in all, more fun than I should ever have had. I think I sprained my fun glands. I’m hoping next time I remember to stretch first.