Shotty Match

I've been delinquent in blogging recently for the sole reason that I hurt too much.



I mentioned that I went to an all-shotgun match. Well, this is the consequence of shooting over 200 rounds with a borrowed shotgun which is just a little too long.

My shoulder? My shoulder is fine, just fine. The slight bruising left after a day or two, with no residual soreness or marking.

My upper arm is, obviously, quite another story.

For the almost-full story, check out Random Nuclear Strikes webpage. Go here , then here, then here. He's missing a couple of stages, but these were only the last three and, frankly, by the time we got to them we were all so hammered (and I mean this in the sorest sense of the term) we didn't really much give a sh*t about taking pictures. We just wanted to get through the ten stages.

The good news is that the match was originally scheduled for 12 stages, but the host club (Tri-County Gun Club) decided at the last minute that they couldn't field enough set-up folks to actually build that many stages. Thank GAWD!

Here's a picture of the last stage we shot that hot, oppressive afternoon.


Actually, this is about one third of the stage. It was only 16 rounds ... one round each (SLUG rounds!) at each of 16 IPSC targets) but after the previous stages it seemed almost too much to endure.

I'll tell you what was 'too much to endure'. It was the 29 round stage ... all shot (and you had better be using #6 shot, or larger) that was the 8th of ten stages for the squad I was on. There were some stage design issues, and when I shot my first shot at THAT stage I inadvertently hit a cable which activated a clay-pigeon thrower. (It was that kind of stage: very interesting, challenging, but after spending 6 hours on the range in ninety degree heat, it was a cruel variation on a sadistic theme.) The consequences were that I had already pumped out 4 or 5 shots before I realized that the clay-pigeon thrower had 'malfunctioned', so I had to reshoot the stage. I really did NOT want to reshoot, but had no or little choice. I have to tell you that I dreaded every single shot on that reshoot, because every . . . single . . . shot . . . hurt like bejimineeze.

I did it, but I felt stupid every time I pulled the trigger.

Why would a reasonable man endure such needless pain?

Either Machismo, or stupidity.

You choose. (I know what MY choice is!)

Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!)Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!) Bang (Ouch!)

I've spent the past four days trying to convince myself that it was "A Fun Match!"

Guess what?
I'm not that good a liar.
It was an exercise in pain and frustration, there was too much shooting on a day that was too hot to reasonably endure, and it definately kicked my ass.

Not to mention my shoulder, and upper arm.

The good news was that the match fee was only $15.

The bad news was that each and every one of us spent between sixty and seventy five dollars on ammunition, and if anyone got through the match without bruising themselves badly I don't know who it was. I'm sure somebody there didn't hurt for five days after the match, but I think I don't want to hear about it.

My philosophy is, if I hurt a lot, EVERYBODY had better hurt a lot!

Fortunately, my squad buddy Phil, A.K.A. The Anologue Kid, must hurt as much as I do. At least, he says he does.

And the after-action pictures indicate that he got badly hammered, as did Norm the Ungrateful (good for him, the ungrateful wretch!)


Note that the proud poppa of purple pustilence on the left is Norm. The other dude is The Analogue Kid; he of Redneck Fame.




Here's the REALLY good news: Norm got a bad sunburn on his nose. It looks like 2nd degree burns, to me. I hope. At least SOMEbody must be hurting more than I do. I hope I hope.



Momma ain't gonna be kissing your nose to make it well in the fore-seeable future with that pustilential ooze, Normie. Small solace to me, but you take what you can get in this man's world.

Good Heavens! I'm still a cranky, hurtin' misanthropic mess who wishes misfortune on his friends! Shradenfreud Reigns after the All-Shotgun Match From Heck.

Well, whatever it takes. I'll know better than to shoot a 200 round shotgun match with a misfit loaner shotgun NEXT year. ( Insert your definition of "experience" HERE.)

Oh, by the way, if you're still interested in how the match looked ... you can read The Analogue Kid's description here and here.

Good luck. If you plan on shooting the All-Shotgun Practical match at TCGC next year (this was touted as the "First Annual", you're gonna need it . . .

. . . You stone-cold iron-man you.

(BTW, the results from the match are here.

Ouch!

Blastorama and Practical Shotgun

I've been talking the talk for a couple of weeks now, about two shooting events which were scheduled for the same weekend.

These had nothing to do with IPSC competition. Rather, it has to do with some Bloggers, blog-readers, and other shooting afficianados getting together to burn up a lot of ammunition.

Saturday, August 20, Rivrdog and The Analogue Kid and I met in Portland (Oregon) with some reader-chums to do some shooting.

While I was waiting excitedly for the weekend to start, I ran a scenario through my mind (I know you've never done this) about showing up at the counter of The Place To Shoot . . . the location where the PNW Blogger Blastorama was sheduled to occur . . . where I would announce the following:

We're all members of The Americian Union of Typesetters, Offset-press Printers And Linotypers (A.U.T.O.P.A.L.) come to shoot on your range. You ought to give us a discount on the range fees, because we have the same motto as you do:

"We Deal In Lead, Friend!"

They would be so impressed that an immediate 90% discount, and follow us around the range for the rest of the day.

Of course, it didn't work out that way. I never found the opportunity to throw out the line of patter. It may have been because I was so intimidated by the cyborgs who managed the lane, but that didn't matter. I was there to have a good time and meet a bunch of New Chums.

It started a month ago when The Analogue Kid responded to my continued plaintive posts about how I wanted to get together with some other folks in the area who maintained WeBLOGS about shooting. He suggested that he come down for the All-Shotgun Match at Tri County Gun Club (TCGC) scheduled for Sunday, August 21, and on Saturday we go shoot each others' guns.

That sounded good for me, I'm always up for a day at the range and that Saturday was opened.

Comes the day, I drive up from Corvallis to Portland and show up at BJ's Restaurant, Bar and Pizzeria (whatever) at just a few minutes after noon. I had worn my IPSC Internet Region shirt (more on this later) because I have no idea what these guys look like, so it's only fair that I let them know at a glance who I am.

Prince Andrew (a reader of both Cogito Ergo Geek and Rivrdog) and his friend Mark (I never found out if he was a reader, but he was a heck of a nice guy) met me in the parking lot, having only just arrived themselves. When we went into the resturant and told the hostess that we were meeting someone there, she pointed us right at the first big table at the right.

There were a brown-haired guy (Phil "The Anlogue Kid"), a grey-haired guy (Dan, a 'reader' and also a Japanese Interpreter by profession), and a white-haired guy (George "Rivrdog") at the table and they all greated us most warmly.

Five minutes later, while we were still perusing the menus, John I (a reader and avid shooter from the Portland Area) showed up and joined us at the table. While John I and I were bemoaning the untimely demise of Waddell's Restaurant, John II (another reader, and a 911 operator in Portland) showed up.

We ordered (except for John I, who had had a late breakfast), and got to know each other over lunch . . . as well as we could carry on a conversation over a long table in a room crowded with the lunch crowd.)

I couldn't begin to tell you all of the subjects of conversation. Sometime during the lunch Dan mentioned that a friend of his was testing a .22 caliber conversion unit to fit on a .45acp 1911 frame but, unlike current offerings, allowed the original slide to be used. He wanted to discuss the marketting possibilities. I suggested that it would have to be competitive with current available conversion units, but selling for a significant amount under one hundred dollars. The Analogue Kid echoed my opinion, and Dan was looking a little disappointed, when Rivrdog (George) offered an entirely different perspective. George referred to the ACE conversion unit, going back some 50-plus years, which used the original 1911 slide and not only allowed .22 long rifle rounds to be used but somehow managed to impart a recoil effect similar to that of the original .45acp round. He mentioned that the unit was still available from private collectors and at gun shows, but sold for somewhere in the $450 range. Then he proceded to provide a ten-minute discourse on the history and technical aspects of the ACE conversion unit.

It was a fascinating and educational lecture, which warned me that Rivrdog was not a man who could be bullshitted. If the information is available, George has it in his head and is happy to share it with you . . . if only to help clear the misama of information out of your head!

Eventually, everyone pronounced themselves as full of food as they were likely to be or some time, and eager to get to the range.



The eight of us paid $25 per lane (two per lane) to rent four lanes for the rest of the day, and it took several minutes for us to tote all of our gear ... guns, ammunition, and incidental gear such as earmuffs, safety glasses, magazines and above all cameras . . . through the double doors of the range.





Rivrdog resisted shooting the STI Open gun (with a C-More electronic sight) because he typically couldn't see the sights, and hadn't brought the eyeglasses which would have helped him. It took me over an hour, and several offers, before he would try the IPSC Competition Gun.



After he had shot it, I took this photo. He later said that this was probably the biggest grin anyone had seen on his face for years. He couldn't remember the last time he had put 25 shots into one big hole at over 10 yards. He had been counting his shots, and realizing that he could put them anywhere he wanted he casually poked the last three into the "B-Zone".




Phil, The Analogue Kid, wasn't as reluctant to try the Race Gun. There was no confusion in his mind. That Dave Skinner Creation put every shot where he wanted it, as fast as he could pull the trigger. I think I'm going to have to give them Mr. Skinner's address, if I can talk Phil and George into going out for IPSC competition.





JohnII is caught photographing Phil, as he works out in Lane 9 with his Kimber. Later John and I would trade photographs.

Dan, on the other hand, was fully involved with his target shooting. Here's a man who know hows to concentrate.



Didn't I mention that we'd see more of John II? Sometimes, the photographer is photographed. John seemed to be having a great time.



Unfortunately, John I left before I had a chance to take a picture, or even talk to him.


After the match, RivrDog, Analogue and I retured to George's boat at the Multnomah County Yacht Club (North of Scappoose).

Beautiful place.


We had a couple of drinks, and talked a lot.

Often, George talked


. . .and Phil listened.


(I took some pictures.)



I left around 7pm to go back home to SWMBO. George took Phil to the BBQ where Phil lasted long enough to eat something and crashed in George's boat.

The next day, Phil met me at the Tri-County Gun Club for the All-Shotgun Practical Match.

But that's another story.

In the meantime, you can get more Blastorama details from Rivrdog and Random Nuclear Strikes.

Vile Bill's IPSC Shooting Genesis

Vile Bill and I have been exchanging email for the past week, and I have to say that referring to this gentleman as "Vile Bill" is similar to Robin Hood referring to the oversized John Little as "Little John". Bill seems to be a genuine Nice Guy, and a devoted convert to IPSC competition.

He retains this gentle humor even though he lives in Canoga Park, California. Canoga Park may be a nice place to live, but the politics of his home state are difficult to endure. For example, he wants to start 3-gun competition but can't own an AR in California. Bummer, Dude!

Bill sent me the link to an article he had written for this website. (You can read the article by clicking on the title of this article, or click here.) While the original article refers to "combat shooting", he is really talking about his introduction to IPSC generally, and USPSA specifically.

The experiences of "The Wizard of Canoga Park" (note obscure reference to Edison) are typical of many people who found IPSC as a means to fill a need, and actively sought a sport that matched their criteria by searching the interned. I told him that a thousand people could sign their names to his article, because surely that many people took the first step (an Internet search) of their own volition and were surprised by the warm reception they received.

Essentially, Bill wanted to shoot his pistol but found bullseye unexciting. His Internet search referenced both IDPA and IPSC/USPSA. The tone of IDPA was dismissive and contemptuous of IPSC, so naturally he chose IPSC. This isn't surprising to me. In my experience, the people who choose IPSC over IDPA may be a little rebellious, but they uniformly do not respond positively to a group of people whose instinctive response to competing venues smacks of elitism. This should, perhaps, be a lesson to us all.

Bill not only found an exciting sport in IPSC, but he found people who were inclusive and friendly. As Bill wrote in a private email:

If I dare say, I think it's a good account of someone who came across a great recreational outlet and some of the greatest people he's ever had occasion to associate with.

I always have the hope a non-USPSA'er might see it and give it a, er, shot. . . . (I)t's really about the people and the camaraderie. I've gotten the tips, the trigger jobs, etc. In fact, I think I trust my gunsmith/buddy more than I do my doctor!

I share his hopes that this will be read by people who don't currently shoot IPSC, who may even be entirely unaware that the competitive venue exists. It may encourage them to research the competitive venues available, and decide (as so many people who read this website have decided) that IPSC is a fun, safe and exciting sport.

Here's where I get on my soap-box.

I think that the individual clubs can do much more to attract new participants than USPSA itself. While the regional headquarters does provide a small amount of funding for some grass-roots programs, there is no leadership or policy to actively encourage clubs to make the effort.

Maybe our leadership needs to work on policy in regards to marketing the sport.
Maybe we need new leadership.

I don't know what we can expect from USPSA, but we (as IPSC competitors, and members of gun clubs which host IPSC competitions), don't need to wait for USPSA to show us how to build membership. We can design our own programs.

For example, one of the cheapest ways to attract new people would be for the club to print up a 3-fold brochure about the activities available at their club (prominently featuring IPSC competition, of course) and put them on the checkout counter of every gun store in their area. They need to follow-up to make sure that plenty of the folders are still available, and resupply the stores as needed. The brochure should include a contact number where anyone could call for more information, and even a website URL if available.

Every club which runs IPSC matches in the Columbia Cascade Section (CCS) has a website, and links to their IPSC program are on the main webpage. Also, at least one of the clubs (to my certain knowledge) has both USPSA brochures and club brochures, which they provide to attendees at their semi-annual gun shows.

A couple of years ago, SWMBO and I hosted a table at the gun show. We put out all of our various pistols, all the holsters and belts and magazines and magazine carriers, and wore our STI shirts and hats as a sort of uniform. The bright colors attracted some attention. Even more effective, we had a video tape a friend had made of the last Area Championship match, and we had that playing (with the sound turned up!) on a portable TV/VICAR combination on the table. We alternated the match film with training films I had purchased from Ron Avery. Between the two video sources, we had constant sight-and-sound attractions which often caused the aisle to clog up because we had so many people standing there, watching the videos.

SWMBO and I constantly manned the table for both days. We were friendly and happy to talk about IPSC and any other shooting-related subject the passers-by asked about. We repeatedly described the equipment differences between the Divisions, as represented by the various pistols on display, and we gave away so many brochures the first day, we had to go to Kinko's that night to print up another hundred in black-and-white (we were paying for this out of our pockets, so we weren't about to spring for full-color copies!)

The club had sponsored the table, and all we had to do was provide decorations and exhibits. They provided the initial run of brochures and they had the club table right behind ours, with a somewhat larger supply PLUS the club president and vice president on hand to answer more questions.

Also, they had sponsored a table for the Full-Auto (Machine Gun) program at the club, and sited that table right next to ours. Between the three tables, they had a crowd of people clustered in a small area at all times.

They didn't track any of the new memberships, or new IPSC competitors, who were enrolled because of that two-day effort, but judging by the number of visitors we had I assume that both the club and USPSA gained some new members through these efforts.

Not every gun club can present a website for their club AND a separate one for their IPSC discipline as does the Albany Rifle and Pistol Club.

But every club can, and should, provide brochures advertising the club and describe the kind of shooting activities available there. One of our friends, Awesome Al, recently showed me the prototype of a brochure which he had designed on his home computer. It was a 3-fold brochure (8x10 printed on both sides, full-color, folded into thirds) which was camera-ready for submittal to a printer. I hope his club provided the funds for the printing, and equally as important established a plan to distribute these brochures where they would be picked up by people who have already demonstrated an interest in shooting.

Again, any place where shooters gather is a good place to advertise. Gun shows, gun shops, public ranges -- these are all good candidates.

Here are other places where these brochures may be placed in quantity, or at least displayed:

• the bulletin board at your place of work
• shopping centers
• churches (yes, churches!)
• community centers
• schools
• youth centers
• flea markets
• yard / garage sales
• sporting events
  
• tucked behind windshield wipers in parking lots
• on ranges at your gun club (people attending may not be aware of the wide variety of shooting sports available to them)
• on ranges at OTHER gun clubs (it may encourage the BOD of those gun clubs to offer other shooting sports, or draw shooters to your club to try new sports)

I'm sure you can expand on the list. You know best where members of your community gather.
You will note that my list includes venues which cater to children. The USPSA Junior Program conducts an active youth drive, and of course parents are strongly encouraged to attend -- or even to join their children.

The emphasis on safety and training in IPSC is paramount; everyone who participates must receive training and undergo a testing regimen which insures that every participant is aware of, and is able to abide by, the necessary basic rules of gun safety AND the special techniques which are part of IPSC competition. Nobody is allowed to actual participate in competition until he or she has proven that they have both the skills and the maturity to safely handle firearms under the pressures of competition.

I have personal knowledge of people who had the desire to participate, but were unable to demonstrate safe firearms handling knowledge and skills even after training was competed, and were prevented from joining competition.

This is an extreme sport. It isn't for everyone. While we would like 'everyone' to participate, this isn't possible. IPSC is perhaps one of the safest action-shooting sports available if only because its standards are high.

The 'State' cannot -- or will not -- set standards of proficiency to insure safety in competition. It is to the credit of USPSA that this organization will and does set standards, and enforces them. When any competitor, no matter how experienced, fails to meet minimum safety standards on any given day, he or she is immediately stopped and Disqualified from further competition for the remainder of that match. Those who continually fail to meet safety standards (and they are few, given the rigor of the training and certification process) eventually drop out due to repeated disappointment; or, if their violation of safety standards is particularly egregious, USPSA acts to revoke their permission to compete.

Ultimately, IPSC is a safe sport because the safety standards are set high. They are constantly monitored by experienced and trained Range Officers. Any violation of safety rules immediately results in punitive action, which means that the offender is stopped from shooting.

This permits the sport to activively solicit juniors (with the consent and participation of their parents or guardians), and people who may not have previously considered Action Shooting as a viable sport.

This is a completely results-oriented sport. If you can meet the standards, you can compete. If you can meet the safety standards, but aren't particularly competitive -- you can still compete. If you are not a safe competitor, you can not compete.

In this day of ignoring responsibility for our individual actions, there are no excuses.

What could be more fair?

Thus Vile Bill can work to attract new participants in IPSC, with the comforting assurance that those who cannot participate safely will be weeded out. Those who are left will be at least safe. Whether they are good company will be accepted or rejected by societal pressures.

IPSC shooters will not abide a "jerk" among them.

They find no friends, and they don't get invited to the barbecues

Michael Yon Online Magazine

You probably have noticed a few things here. First, this is primarily a 'sporting blog', supporting my love of IPSC competition. After that, it's a RKBA blog -- again, having to do with the 2nd amendment, not always in terms of competition.

After that I get down to the politics and writing 'whenever I have something to say, or when I just feel like ranting'.

The bottom line is that this serves as my own personal bookmark.

I often (see below) add a link to my sidebar and encourage people to visit the referenced website because I think it's interesting. The thing is, whenever I sign on to the Internet I go to my blog first, and then I use the sidebar links to go to the places which I have found interesting in the past.

Such a place is Michael Yon's Online Magazine.

You can't spend as much time as I do surfing the internet without coming across references to Michael Yon. He is a free-lance journalist who has gone to Iraq to find out what is happening, so he can report it to the world at large. Often he does this by going out on patrols with American troops.

Tonite I came across a link to one of his recent articles (I don't even remember who was the source of the link, I was so impressed with the content) and found it to be incredibly real, incredibly pertinent, and extremely well written.

Flashback: One of my great-aunts died a few years ago, and while I was helping the family clean up the house so it could be sold I ran across a book of Ernie Pyle's articles. More important, inside the book I found a veritable treasure trove of Ernie Pyle articles from World War II which she had carefully clipped out of the newspapers and saved. (My family has always been readers, and compulsive savers of information; you can see that I came by my retentive tendencies naturally.)

These new writings are similar in content and quality with the greatest War Jounalists of our times. I don't feel at all self-conscious about comparing Michael Yon with Ernie Pyle. In fact, Pyle often was so consumed with the need to make each individual soldier 'real' to his readers that he would slow the narrative by introducing each according to a formula. (eg: "Private First Class Joseph Smith, 23, of Salt Lake City, Utah.")

Yon introduces the people in his articles, but usually he has no need to pander to the editor of the Salt Lake City "Tribune" or the Dodge City "Kansan". In fact, he sometimes deliberately declines to provide more than a tagline identification to the people he writes about. For example, he writes with great respect and affection of "Captain V", but he does not slow down the narrative to identify him further.

All of this steamy series of accolades are the result of reading a single article by Yon. Here is the link to that article, and here is the link to his website. I will add the website link to my sidebar as well, because I can see that I will be revisiting it daily to see what else is new, and also to read all of the archived articles he has published.

I don't even have to clip the articles out and press them in a book. They'll be there, any time I can get my hands on a computer and a modem.

My great-aunt would have killed for the information access I enjoy.

Now you can have the same access for the low-low price of -- free.

Only a fool would resist such an offer.

UPDATE:
Scrolling back through my browser history, I can give "Firing For Effect" the hat-tip for his reference to BlackFive which provided the link Michael Yon.

( I can see that I'll eventually be including links to BlackFive on my sidebar as well, for my own personal convenience if for no other reason.)

Fire for Effect

I reaped a comment the other day from a reader who signed himself "Vile Bill". Nobody with a nickname like that should be ignored, so I followed his link to his website, "Firing For Effect".

VileBill's an IPSC shooter from Canoga Park, California, who has been posting for . . . well, all I know is that his archives go back to January of last year. His sitemeter is recently installed, so don't let the hit-count fool you. The thing is, VileBill is an IPSC shooter, and as such he is okay in my book.

I just wanted to let you all know a little background on VileBill, because I'm adding a link to his blog on my sidebar. Go check it out, and be sure to browse through his archives. From my brief tour, I can see that he's providing an interesting journal of his progress from IPSC NuGuy to someone who is buying a wide-body pistol to support the transition from Limited 10 to Limited.

There's a hidden agenda here, and it's mine. VileBill told me where I can get software that interfaces seamlessly with BlogSpot so I can now support TrackBack processing. I'll check that out, and hopefully install it next week sometime. You can see, I owe the man.

Oregon Blastorama

It appears that the scheduled bloggershoot is -- er -- on schedule.

Saturday, August 20, a few (4? 6? 8?) PNW bloggers will doff their pajamas and climb into the cleanest-smelling bluejeans they can find in the laundry for an afternoon at the range in Portland, Oregon.

As is typical of the most important technical conferences, this one will begin with lunch.

Lunch is noonish at BJ's Restaurant and Brewhouse on Center Street in Jantzen Beach. (This is on the West side of the I5 Freeways, I think around Exit 302).

After lunch, the whole shootin' match will move over to the shootin' range: "The Place To Shoot" at 940 N. Haden Meadows Drive ... which is located on the EAST side of the freeeway.

There was some discussion of a BBQ afterwards, but I can't speak to that.

I'll be bringing my IPSC pistols, plus the .41 Magnum Blackhawk affectionately known as "The Hand Cannon". IIRC, TPTS allows magnum pistols to be fired on their range, so be prepared to double-up on ear protection.

I have no idea what kinds of firepower the other participants will bring, but it's a great opportunity to shoot each other's pistols for fun and bragging rights. If you plan to attend, you might want to bring something to shoot. That is, something I've never shot before, because I'll want to shoot it. Bring plenty of ammunition, okay?

My main priority will be to meet new chums, and take a LOT of photographs.

You'll recognize The Geek. I'll be wearing my "Usual Suspects" hat.
See the photo in the upper right-hand corner of the blog? That isn't it.


This is it.

Ugly looking thing, eh?

The cap is starting to look a little shabby, too.

Keystone Kops III: What Is A Tool?

In response to popular demand (Zippy wanted to know, according to an earlier comment on this blogsite), I've decided to post ONE MORE ARTICLE about the 2005 Columbia Cascade Section Tournament.

This is about IPSC Rules of Competition. If you're not interested in the subject, there's nothing happening here, move on.

We had two incidents at the CCS Section Match which presented questions concerning the interpretation of the current rules. One was "What Is A Tool?", and the other was "I've Lost My Ears And I Can't Get UP!"

What Is A Tool?>
In the Keystone Kops match, a competitor experienced a firearms malfunction in that the magazine of his CZ locked up the slide when he slam-reloaded at slide-lock.

This happened twice to this competitor. I was the RO on the second occurance, and had heard that this was a malf that had happened on an earlier stage that day. I didn't stop the competitor, but after he had completed the stage I had the time recorded and before I scored the targets I called the Range Master (who was doubling as the Match Director, and also happened to be the Section Coordinator) to the stage. Aware that this would be a controversial call, I described the circumstances and the activities of the competitor, and asked the RM what would be the appropriate penalty.

He (the RM) thought for a moment, and declared one procedural penalty for using a tool to clear a malf. I conceded the point without comment and continued to score the targets.

I didn't agree with the call.

Here's the applicable rule, according to the current rule book:

5.7 Malfunctions – Competitor’s Equipment

5.7.1 In the event that a competitor’s handgun malfunctions after the start signal, the competitor may safely attempt to correct the problem and continue the course of fire. During such corrective action, the competitor must keep the muzzle of the handgun pointing safely downrange at all times. The competitor may not use rods, or other tools to correct the malfunction. Violations will result in a zero score for the stage.

Later, the RM reconsidered his decision and rescinded the procedural penalty. The competitor's score was arbitrarily altered to remove the procrdural penalty, and he was allowed to have used his spare magazine to clear the jam without penalty.

This may turn out to be a more controversial decision than I expected.
For example, Bruce Gary (who is the Area 1 Director in the USPSA Board of Directors) brought up this question in his recent comments in the USPSA Forum discussing this topic.

The consensus in that forum seemed to be that the use of a magazine to clear a jam did not constitute the use of a 'tool'. This position is give credence because Troy McManus, one of the National Ranger Officer Institute's (NROI) Instructors conceded that a magazine was not a 'Tool' in the sense suggested by the rule.

Do I agree with this decision?
I do not!


It is unfortunate that the rule book does not define the word "Tool". That makes it much more difficult to interpret the rule.

To further complicate the question John Amidon (VP of USPSA and the NROI Director) responded to a question in the then-current issue of the Front Sight Magazine (July - August, Vol 22 #4, Pp. 4.72) which touched upon this question. Unfortunately the question directly addressed the use of 'props' to clear a jam, not the use of 'tools' or the definition of the term. The resulting Interpretation served only to NOT define a 'prop' as a 'tool', and allows the use of a 'prop' to clear a jam -- "as long as it is done safely ...".

Do I agree with this decision?
I do not.

I happen to belong to the "Chimpanzee" school of thought in regards to this queston; anything that would be considered as a 'tool' if a Chimp used it to draw a snack of ants out of an anthill, will be considered a 'tool' if it was used by an IPSC competitor. Thus any object used to clear a malfunction would incur imposition of the zero-the-stage clause of the rules.

Here's an interesting question: do I agree with the rule?
I most decidedly and emphaticallyl do NOT!
I think it is, to resort to the vernacular, a "Stupid Rule". It serves no purpose, it needlessly penalizes the competitor, and if there was a legitimate goal to the emposing this restriction it should necessarily have included a definition of the word 'tool'. However, since it did NOT define the term, then all objects which are not something you were born with must be considered a 'tool' and its use penalized to the degree specified by the rule book.

Either that, or you (a) define the term, (b) lessen the penalties at least under some circumstances which have not been defined, or (c) delete the rule as unenforceable.

My choice would be to delete the rule as unenforceable.
Nobody knows what a 'tool' is, and the latest "interpretatioon" by the Director of NROI serves only to obfuscate the rule, not clarify it. If John Amidon can't come up with a clear and all-encompassing interpretation, who can?


My second choice would be to define the term 'tool' so that everybody understands what is and what is not prohibited.

Is a magazine a 'tool'? Or is anything that is not a "rod" a tool?

I think that if you have a Leatherman on your belt, and you can use it to clear a jam, the RO should just shut up and sit back; as long as the gun is pointed in a safe direction, the competitor can use whatever is available to clear a jam.

If the competitor comes to the line without sufficient tools on his person to clear whatever malfunction may occur, it's the competitors problem for not being ... competititive.

I voiced my displeasure about this rule a year ago, and my voice was not heard. I doubt it will be heard now, but you KNOW the question will arise again and the answer will be every bit as unsatisfactory as it is today.

What's the bottom line?

A 'tool' is whatever the RO de jour says it is. The rule is unenforceable, so it will be enforced arbitrarily and inequitably.

Lose the rule, Dude; it doesn't work and it should never have been accepted by the USPSA BOD. Their bad for letting it slip by.


I've Lost My Ears And I Can't Get UP!

Here's another interesting situation which occurred during the CCS Section Tournament.

During the Jungle Run, a competitor tripped over the log which restricted access to the Jungle Run. His ear protection (ear muffs) fell off, and he was sprawled on the ground. He kept the muzzle of his pistol pointed safely downrange, so he was not DQ'd. Using only his weak hand, he managed to put his ear muffs back on, got to his feet, engaged the targets before him successfully, and moved down to engage the last target in the array.

Unfortunately, he was a little distracted and dragged the muzzle of his gun past the 180-degree line on that last target. He was stopped by the Range Officer (RO), and received a DQ (Match Disqualification.) This DQ was justified by the circumstances, as ragged as they were.

Here's the rub:
the competitor should have stopped himself, or the RO should have stopped him, because his ear protection had been dislodged in the fall.

5.4.3 If a Range Official notices that a competitor has lost or displaced their eye or ear protection during a course of fire, or has com­menced a course of fire without them, the Range Official must immediately stop the competitor who will be required to reshoot the course of fire after the protective devices have been restored.

Unfortunately, the RO was not aware (or not familiar with) the applicable rule, so the he didn't shopt he competitor.

The competitor didn't know he could call for a break, so HE didn't stop himself.

Ultimately, the competitor continued with what had already been a disatrous run on the stage, and consequently performed an unsafe act.

Should the involved people (the RO and the competitor) have been familiar with the applicable rules, and stopped the stage? Darned right they should, and as a consequence of their inaction the competitor went on to perform an unsafe act and was DQ'd.

But I can't fault either party. I wasn't sure about the actual applicable rules myself, until the rule book was brought out and we started reading the rules.

There is no happy ending to this story. The only thing I can suggest is that everyone who competes in IPSC competetition read the rule book thoroughly and memorize all the cheesy little rules that may make the difference between completing the match and being DQ's. Sometimes, the rules that mess you up aren't the rules that cause you to be DQ'd.

Think about it, and if you're not already a certified RO you might consider taking the training.

It could save your match.

Tears In My Eyes:The Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler

The Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: Tears In My Eyes

While I often find the ranting of The Emperor Misha entertaining, I don't always agree with his radically extreme conservative viewpoint. That's the reason that I put his website in a special category in my sidebar. Essentially, I visit his blogsite (which is vastly more popular than my own poor efforts) only to reassure myself that extremist viewpoints may be viscerally satisfying to the author, but don't always show him as a rational person.

I don't quote his opinion because I don't use such rough language except in the rare occasion when I am so outraged that calmer expression will not serve my purpose. Misha seems to find it appropriate far too frequently for my taste. Perhaps I suffer from excessive dispassion, but since I don't agree with him I won't clutter up my own work with vulgar invective.

Misha's point is that he is distraught and outraged by the images of Israelis forcing other Israelis out of their homes. That's understandable, and I share the same distress.

His other point is that it's all George W. Bush's fault. He thinks it was an American decision, forced upon Mr. Sharon, and that Mr. Bush should be the recipient of all the invective and disgust which many of us feel as a result of this shameful occurrence.

I don't agree.

Misha doesn't cite any references to support his theory, other than his own passion. My readings convince me that this was NOT an American tactic, that the White House was NOT the author of this socio-political boondoggle, and that to blame him for the wrongful decision of the Israeli Prime Minister is to be uninformed, irresponsible, and wrong. (And I have told him just that, in a comment to the website of The Anti-Idiotarion Rottweiler.)

I consider Daniel Pipes a much more credible reference to the events occurring in Israel today.

In a recent article, Mr. Pipes states:

The Israeli government's removal of its own citizens from Gaza ranks as one of the worst errors ever made by a democracy.

This step is the worse for being self-imposed, not the result of pressure from Washington. When the Bush administration first heard in December 2003 that Israeli Prime Minister Ariel Sharon had unilaterally decided to pull all soldiers and civilians from Gaza, it responded coolly. Months of persuasion were needed to get the White House to embrace the initiative.

I don't know about you, but I'm more inclined to give credence to a man who wrote about the situation four months ago, when it was current-news, than I am to accept the diatribe of a man who makes apparently unfounded accusations.

You'll have to read the citations provided here -- and please go find your own references before you make up your own mind -- to make an intelligent, informed decision that you can defend.

You know what I think.

I think that uniformed passion is not the best measure of a painful event.

staghounds: Moslems stand AGAINST murder, no publicity...

staghounds: Moslems stand AGAINST murder, no publicity...

Staghounds is a blogger who just doesn't blog enough.

I added him to my sidebar a couple of months ago because he says things, and presents perspectives, which nobody else can offer.

And I don't read his work as often as I should. Maybe he'll take the hint and blog more frequently, but that may not be the best solution; unlike others I could name, he writes when he has something to say. I could learn from him.

A month ago, he wrote about the Moslem reaction to Islamic Extremists. I'm reading what he says, and it is encouraging that Moslems are denouncing the murder of innocents.

In this one instance, his take is much more positive than mine.

Here's why:
This morning I was listening to the radio while I was getting ready for work. I listened to the Laura Ingraham show, on a station which I have tuned in on my alarm-clock/radio because her voice is so irritating that I am driven from my bed. (This is important, because I am NOT a "Morning Person"!)

A representative of the American Moslem Community was the guest commentator, and he was saying all the right things, until he hit a bump in the ideological road. I don't have direct quotes for the whole thing, so some of this should be taken as a paraphrase. (I'm not willing to pay six bucks a month to the Laura 365 Club to access the transcripts. Perhaps a reader who does have the membership can find the transcript and forward it to me.)

He said:

The world has a problem with the extremists, and moderate Moslems are the only ones who can do something about it. We represent a religion of peace ... When we have Moslems strapping bombs to their bodies and blowing up people, some of them Moslems, then .....

(emphasis added)
and he lost me there.

"Some of them Moslems".

THAT is the problem.

I have yet to hear a clear, unequivocal Moslem denouncement of terrorists blowing up people. There's always a qualifier. In this statement, the qualifier is that "some of them (are) Moslems".

What has that to do with anything? Sure, it's a shame that Moslems are being killed by their own people ... both in the sense of adherence to a religious belief and frequently in the sense of common membership in a national/cultural/geographic group.

The way these statements are worded, they give the impression that the priorities are:
(a) we're killing our own people, and that is not justified by the effort to achieve a goal, or
(b) it's not that we think it's wrong to kill people, but it's wrong because it makes all Moslems look bad.

Why can't we hear just ONE Moslem spokesman say:

"It's wrong to kill people. Even killing declared combatants is deplorable, but there is a group of Moslems who feel justified in killing ANYBODY, even non-combatants, in the most horrible manners imaginable. We Moslems must speak out against this and make it clear that we do not support terrorism or murder regardless of the espoused cause and regardless of the religion of the victims."

When I hear that kind of statement, which doesn't equivocate and doesn't present a sense of outrage based on the fact that members of their religion are adversely affected by terrorist actions, then I'll begin to believe that "Moderate Moslems" are equally as horrified as the rest of the world.

Until that day, I can't accept the proposition that "Moderate Moslems" are all that moderate.

They cleave to a sense of "Them" versus "Us", and until non-Moslems are unconsciously accepted "Them" as part of "Us" there is no real credibility in the concept of Moslems being part of a community which is being equally preyed upon by the terrorists.

Until that day, the Radical Islamists (?) will continue to assume, and rightly, that they have at least tacit approval and support from ALL Moslems.

Anything less is just bullshit. Damned insulting bullshit, at that!

Croc Match I

"Barsoom" posted a warning to the Unofficial IPSC List that the 2005 Annual Croc Dundee ("You Got Bullets?) Hi-Round quasi-IPSC match was scheduled for Labor Day weekend, and mentioned that it features the Surprise Jungle Run stage.

I want to take some of your time and precious band-width to give you an idea of just what we're talking about when Oregonians ("Ory_Gun_Ians") say "Jungle".

It's a Rain Forest, Folks!


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Here's a picture of the June Club Match at Dundee, The Club Match. No surprises here, the competitors get to walk the stage before they shoot it. (A similar stage was also offered at the Columbia Cascade Sectional Match in early August ... again, it was NOT a 'surprise stage'; every competitor knew where the targets were, and what they looked like.)

After you get started, there are various targets stuck back in the ferns and brush, and MOST of them are readily visible ... if you're paying attention.


Here's a couple of targets which you can easily see from the trail you're RUNNING on. Note the log over the trail? Some people think they can hit the target while they're in the air, jumping over the log. Note that the ONLY Match DQ during the CCS Section Match was from someone who jumped over the log instead of stepping over it. (Note also that this person did NOT DQ because he tripped over the log ... which he did ... but because he broke the 180 Degree line by running past a later target while he was shooting at it!)

Here's what a LOT of targets look like, at the end of the trail. Lots of targets, lots of rounds to have in your magazine when you get there.




The thing about the Croc Match is that you have to keep track of the rounds you have actually shot, so you know when to reload. Y'see, there are EIGHT stages, and the round count is estimated at OVER 450 rounds. Do the math. You'll be shooting over 50 rounds for EVERY stage. Um, do I need to say that sixty-round stages are NOT uncommon?

I shot this match several times with a single-stack pistol (The Beloved Kimber), with Chip McCormick 10-round magazines. Then, they had nine stages and 400+ rounds, which means I could get away with having five 10-round magazines and a bunch of 8-round magazines. Chances are, I would have to do some standing reloads with that gun this year. I wouldn't want to go to the match with less than six 10-round magazines, and a bunch of extra mags as well.

I have seen a couple of revolvers at this match. One year, Steve Alley ("Alley Cat") showed up with a little red wagon which he had modified by bolting vertical 1/4" dowling to the sides, so he could slide his speed-loaders on them. The speed-loaders were handy there, but he didn't drag the wagon with him. He put the six-round speed-loaders on his belt, and he looked a lot like Pancho Villa with all that ammo on him. He also put several speed-loaders in his pockets, because it's difficult to put more than a dozen on a belt without dragging your pants down around your ankles.

The good news is that the ("Banzaii Ballistic!") Croc Match stages are usually 10-round friendly. The bad news is that the targets are not always easy to hit, and if you have to make up a miss it can ruin your whole stage.

Even people who are shooting open guns, with magazine capacity of 25 to 30 rounds, find themselves either making a standing reload or dumping a half-full magazine in the middle of the stage because they JUST CAN'T COUNT!

Here's a photo of someone who will NOT be going to the Croc Match:


Am I Going to compete?

I don't know. I just shot a lost-brass match last week, and to be honest I hate to take brand new Winchester .38 super brass to a a lost brass match.

Here's a picture of somebody who WILL be there.


And here are people who are just ... not sure.



Okay, so many I'm not real sure about the last two, but it's still a Great Match.
Okay, it could happen.
I'll be there.

You'll brass for me, right?

Sidebar Tour

While I was procrastinating (I still have at least one article to write about the CCS Sectional Match), I decided to up date my sidebar.

It's kind of like in college, when I had a paper due the next day so I decided to clean my desk. Then I found my checkbook, which I hadn't seen for WEEKS (since the last paper was due 'tomorrow') and sat down to balance it. Then I started looking for a pen and found it resting on a half-finished letter to Mom, so I finished it, then balanced my checkbook, then finished cleaning the desk, stared at the typewriter and my notes for a while, and went off to the post office to buy stamps.

You know how it goes. Sometimes, when you sit down to Write (capitalized), you decide to just write (lower case).

My sidebar features both books and movies, because I'm interested in reading things that other people have written, and . . . and . . . and watching movies because it takes neither imagination nor effort. That's partly why I gave up my Cable TV subscription five years ago and never missed it; when I had TV, it was too easy to do absolutely NOTHING for hours at a time.

But I still have the TV, and a VCR and a DVD player. I buy the movies I like, and watch them from time to time. By now I have a pretty good library, so it's no problem deciding that tonite I feel like watching "ZULU", and a couple of days ago I watched "Gross Point Blank", and before that "Young Guns", and before that I watched "Point of No Return" with Brigit Fonda as well as "La Femme Nikita" in the original French version, and before that "Last Man Standing" and "Silverado" and "Ronin" and .... well, you get the idea. And you know what kind of violent action movies I enjoy. So sue me.

Where was I?

Oh yeah, the sidebar.

MOVIES:
This week I put up the movie "ZULU", which is the story of how "a scarce one hundred fifty" British Soldiers and auxiliaries repelled an attack by over four thousand Zulu warriors at the Battle of Rorke's Drift on January 22-23, 1879. I very much admire this movie, and watch it every few months. It may differ from historic reality in some details, but generally it seems to be accurate, at least according to an online website which describes the battle. Some of the incidental details are ignored or distorted for dramatic effect in the movie, and some of the characters are depicted inaccurately (the Swedish Minister Otto Witt, for example, was not drunk nor banished and his daughter was not present at the scene). However, by all available accounts it was indeed a valiant defense and the unprecedented 11 Victoria Crosses were certainly earned the hard way.

BOOKS:
I'm reading S.M. Stirling again. More accurately, I am re-reading him. In the mid 1990's Steve Stirling wrote a 5-book series, called "The General", with David Drake. He went on to write the 3-book "Nantucket" series on his own; this is a "Misplaced Moderns" SF tale of his own origination and "The Oceans of Eternity" is the final book. The theme is that the entire island of Nantucket is (somehow) ripped from 1999 America and transported to the same site in the Bronze-Age.

Stirling went on to write two other books on the same theme. In one, "Dies The Fire", he supposes that the world left behind by this dramatic anti-juxtapositioning is left without the ability to support rapid combustion (e.g. guns don't work) and electricity no longer functions.

In the other book, "Conquistador", he presupposes a similar multi-millenial era which is reachable by means of what can only be described as a 'dimensional portal' (reminiscent of Heinlein's "Tunnel In The Sky", or "The Door Into Summer"). Here, the "Misplaced Moderns" are in control. Their guns shoot, their electricity works, and they move both into the primitive world and make it their own ... with some primitive but deadly opposition from the temporal natives.

Surely I do admire the work of Stirling, although I find his "Draka" series somewhat too cruel to re-read.


LINKS:
You have doubtless that in recent weeks I added "Truth Laid Bear", Syd's "Front Sight, Press", and "Trigger Finger" to my sidebar. Today I corrected the non-functional link to BEAR, changing it to the 'gun bloggers community'. And I added a new link to "Lay Lines". Marc (apparently a Californian, but I like his writing anyway) talks about an air-gun range he built in his back yard, going to the range for recreational shooting, and using IPSC targets. What's not to like? Well, the organization of his archive is a little weird for my taste. I think that's a BlogSpot problem, though, and has nothing to do with the author. Obviously I like his politics, especially his RKBA position. He's easy to read and I think you'll like him, too. Go check the link over on the right side of the page.

TEMPLATE:
I've often contemplated changing my template. The colors are a little muddy and I like the crisp clean look of a white background. Also, I would like a sidebar to the left side of the screen as I've noticed in some other blogsites. I have a lot more incidental crap to display and . . . hey, wait a minute! This thing takes too long to load already, and the links and archive go all the way down to the floor. This blog already sags like Mother Hubbard's breasts, and I want to make it BIGGER?

Okay, so there's a good reason not to change the template. Also, I'm not convinced that BlogSpot is set up to directly convert from one template to another, so I might lose either content or functionality.

And besides, I'm not sure I want to spend the time backing up the current template, trying to plug it into a new one, and possibly re-installing the current template just to get back to where I started.

I'll have to find a MUCH better reason for procrastinating, before I get into THAT project!

In the meantime, I need to get OFF the blogspot and update the winners of the CCS Points Race. I think I lost B-Open, in which division I led before my disastrous performance at the Sectional match last weekend.

No; before you ask, that has nothing to do with my procrastination. I'm just naturally lazy.

Blastorama and stuff

I know I said I was going to talk about 'funny things that happened during the CCS Sectional IPSC Match tonite, but I'm getting really burned out on that match. Maybe tomorrow. Or maybe not.

Besides, my POS IP (which is AOL . . . can't you just smell the acronmyms?) is acting up tonite, and I don't know how much of this will actually be posted. FWIW, it turns out that I live too far out-of-town to receive a reliable signal from the WiFi transmiter, so I'm stuck with AOL until I can choose between two equally unpalatable options: QWEST and COMCAST. Bad choices. I hate telephones almost as much as I hate Cable.

Tonite, I just want to trip the light fantastic. I'd rather talk about tomorrow than about yesterday.

Phil at "Random Nuclear Strikes" has organized a Blogger Shoot for Saturday, August 20, 2005. It will take place in Portland, Oregon, and several of the RKBA Bloggers in the area will be there.

I'll be there. I hope I can talk SWMBO into being there, but it depends on whether A_Place_To_Shoot likes compensated .38 Supers bangin' & clangin' on their armor-steel backstop. FreddyBoomBoom (Prince Andrew of an earlier post) has said he will be there. Perhaps some of the Usual Suspects will be free that day, and come out for lunch, a range session, and even a dockside BBQ.

It's an opportunity to meet some of the most opinionionated private citizens in the PNW, have lunch and dinner, and shoot. What's not to like?



Here's some filler:

What's your IP? I'm at 17*.1*5.17*.*70
(You didn't think I was going to give out my IP for free, did you?)

HT to Tyler at .45 Caliber Justice, who also offers this T-shirt photo:

An Arizona Cowgirl, a friend of Cowboy Blob, blogs about her new gun. Caution: mauser photos, may not be work freindly.

Here's a Canadian who not only doesn't think Canada should enter a mutual defense agreement with America, not only doesn't like guns, but thinks that California's SB357 (calling for serialization of individual rounds of ammunition) is A Good Idea.

Finally ... I can't help it. I'm a proud father and a proud grandfather. Here's a photo of my daughter, "Foo", and her daughter, "Sam".


Okay, as long as I'm in a maudlin mode, here's a photo of my son, Ben, and his son, J-Bob.


(I'll have more recent pictures in subsequent posts. I love these kids. Deal with it!)

Keystone Kops II - Thematic Design Considerations

You may never have seen any of the Keystone Kops movies, which means you probably never saw movies by Buster Keaton, Harold Lloyd, or any of the other great comedic talents of the Silent Screen.

Too bad. You've missed something.


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Even though the early Hollywood directors had no qualms about using sex to sell movies, their general approach toward comedy was to capitalize on sight gags. When your movie doesn't have a sound track, that's about all you have to work with. The only way they could communicate comedy was with sight gags, or by flashing 'title frames' on the screen. That only distracted their audience.



Consequently, the main characters who became STARS had their own schtick. Buster Keaton was "The Great Stoneface".



Harold Lloyd played characters who found themselves in impossible situations, often in dangerous places. He always did his own stunts and in places which were NOT studio props. There was the time he found himself hanging from the hands of a steeple clock ....

But the Keystone Kops just ran back and forth, often with disastrous results.



For the Section Match, we had originally thought to use "Television Cops" as the theme. You know, Miami Vice, Kojak, Peter Gunn, 77 Sunset Strip, and even Dukes of Hazard (okay, so they weren't exactly cops, but there was a cop in the show if you count Sheriff Roscoe P. Coltrane and his deputy Enos Strate.)

On second thought, we changed the theme to "Keystone Kops", just because it was a more lyrical name, and for the alliteration.

This developed into a theme. What if many of the stages required the shooters to run back and forth across the shooting bay, in a manner reminiscent of the Keystone Kops?

This sounded like more fun, and so the stage designs were 'tweaked' by Match Director Mike McCarter ("Mac" to his friends) and especially to his evil alter ego, "Mikey". Also, we had valuable input by the Dundee Club Representative "Barsoom", who needs no alter ego to work his mischief when building stages.

Remington Steele
Thus we had "Remington Steele" (designed by the Hobo Brasser) which was completely altered by Mikey so that the competitor starts in the middle, runs to one side of the stage and then runs to the other side of the stage.



Dukes of Hazard
The Dukes of Hazard stage required the shooters to drop a whiskey jug into a barrel, which activated a disappearing target with a hang time of approximately one half second. (The DT is seen at the right edge of the photo, partially obscured by the barrel.)


Miami Vice
The Miami Vice stage let the competitors kick open doors ... except of course you couldn't actually kick them, lest the Airstream Trailer prop be damaged during the match. The problem was, there were two doors. When you open the left hand door, a swinger was activated which was visible only from a port on the right side. When you open the right hand door, a swinger was activated which was visible only from a port on the left side. There was no alternative to moving back and forth across the stage. Here Scott Springer is working out the best way to shoot the stage.


Starsky & Hutch
"Starsky & Hutch" was a pure hoser stage. Put up a wall, with gaps in it. Targets on the ends. Add ground traps in each of the wall gaps, to activate moving IPSC targets. Throw in steel Poppers, stacked up so you have to knock one down to see the one behind it, and a couple of partially hidden targets for you to forget to shoot.

Match Winner Glen Higdon is shown here, walking through the stage BEHIND the wall so he can count the targets.



It was a good idea to make sure you knew how many targets there were, and where you had to be standing to see them, because there were more targets than there seemed to be, if you only considered that the score sheet listed a mere 24 rounds.



Match winner (GM) Glen Higdon finished the stage in 12.83 seconds with 107 points.


Stage Winner (GM - no photo available) Yong Lee finished the stage in 12.38 seconds with 115 points.

Thirteen year-old C-Open shooter Ryan Leonard finished the stage in 17.42 seconds with 102 points,

beating sixty year-old B-Open shooter Jerry the Geek who finished the stage in 19.21 seconds with 112 points.


(I never liked that kid!)

It's a young man's game, when youthful talent so readily beats experienced treachery.

Keystone Kops I - Burned Out!

You know what it's like, when the passion is spent and you're completely spent and lying in a pool of sweat? You're ecstatic that you did it ... Finally! ... but you're glad it's over because you just don't have any juice left inside you?

That's how I feel today.

The Columbia Cascade 2005 Section Tournament is over, and I have literally sweated gallons over the five days of its duration.

Well, the match was only two days long . . . Saturday and Sunday, August 6&7.

I took Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off work to help with the setup. That may have been a mistake, because I have never worked harder in my life. Still, there's a certain amount of satisfaction in having accomplished something that worked out so well.

The match was held at both the Croc Dundee range and the Tri County Gun Club (TCGC) range this past weekend, August 6 and 7, 2o05. There were 83 competitors (which is a bit disappointing, as the match could have accommodated a 50% higher turnout), and everyone who competed fought to do their best against world-class stages.

The theme for the match was "Keystone Kops".

You may remember this jolly bunch of British-style movie police. Their signature scene was a collection of helmeted police running around in complete disarray, back and forth trying to go somewhere but not sure where or why. This describes many of the stages in this IPSC match operating under USPSA rules in two ... count 'em, 2 ... ranges in NW Oregon.


(Left to right: SWMBO, Stan G., Geek. Click on image for HR view)

The match was too big to host on a single range. There were ten regular stages, plus a classifier stage, plus the Chronograph stage. Dundee hosted four stages and the classifier, and the schedule allowed each squad to shoot the Classifier and then go through the Chronograph in about the same amount of time as everyone else was shooting a regular stage. TCGC hosted six BIG stages. Each squad spend one day on each range; half of the squads started at Dundee on Saturday, the other half started at TCGC. On Sunday, the squads switched ranges.

Essentially, the Dundee range only had 5 stages, because it took about as much time to shoot the classifier stage AND go through Chrono as it took to shoot any other stage on the range. This allowed the folks who shot at Dundee to finish earlier.

This was important to the schedule, because on the second day of the match (Sunday), the folks who were shooting at the Dundee range needed to go through all of the stages, and the Chronograph, and have time to drive back to the range at TCGC. The drive distance was about ten miles, taking about 25 minutes including loading up and parking at TCGC, but they were in a hurry because the penultimate event of the match was the BBQ catered by Buster's BBQ at the TCGC range. After the catered lunch (included in the $65 match fees), the awards ceremony was held on Bay 1 at TCGC ... a few feet from the BBQ.

This match was a USPSA National Points Match, and as such it attracted five GMs.

David Sevigny won Production and Glenn Higdon won Open Division.
Yong Lee won Limited, John Hill was 2nd Limited, and Ken Jacobe placed 4th Limited (falling 4% behind B-Limited Ernie Hockens, who had won Limited Class in the NW Classic in Washington the weekend before.)

We had two dauntless Revolver Division competitors; C-Class shooter Jerry Vanderwerf was 2nd in his first year of competition, and A-Class Dan Carden came in next-to-last.

There were three Junior shooters: Ryan Leonard WON C-Open against fierce competition, while Chris Cardoza WON C-Production. Andrew Wesley was shooting Unclassified Production, also in his first year of competition.

Sandie Smith (SWMBO) was Top Lady in Open Division, Erica Scarbrough was Top Lady in Limited 10, and Nancy Mars WON D-Open.

Joe DiSimone won Top Senior, Jerry the Geek was top Super Senior.


The complete results are available at the Columbia Cascade websitee.

I have a LOT to say about the match, but just don't have the energy or the initiative to go through it all now.

Tomorrow (Tuesday) I'll talk about the stage designs and how they reflected both the Keystone Kops theme and the USPSA National Points Match challenge.

Wednesday we'll hear about the funny things that happen during what we Local Folks consider a Major Match.

And Thursday, we'll discuss rules applications in real-time. You can expect to see discussions about the number of no-shoot hits, use of tools to clear a jam, match disqualification, and loss of hearing protection while shooting a stage. (I am personally looking forward to this subject, because I LOVE talking about the rules!)

The volume of content in this relatively short article is below my norm, but I have an excuse for not providing much 'color'. After five days of 90+ degree heat, I'm entirely too resource-depleted to discuss the details. It doesn't help that I've just received a new Rolling Stones CD from Amazon.com (via USPSA.ORG, of course, so they get a percentage of the sales price) and would rather listen to new/old music than to indulge my predilection for creative writing.

Fish Down!

Last month I may have mentioned that one of The Usual Suspects tripped over a prop and fell while shooting an IPSC stage.



I should mention that this is remarkable because the competitor (Fish) managed to keep his pistol pointed safely downrange and complete the stage with no penalty other than having taken a LOT of time (well, a couple of seconds) in excess of the stage completion time turned in by people who did NOT trip over a spike hammered into the ground. My congratulations to Fish for his superior gun-handling skills.)

I wasn't able to host this scenario over the web, because my available software will not store MPG files, especially those which are more than 1MB in size.

Things have changed!

At great personal expense, I have purchased software * which permits me to created Animated GIF files from the whatever.MPG files which I film with a digital camera during IPSC matches. With due respect for BandWidth, I have carefully chopped it into a sub-1MB file that you can see here.

(It's a lot smaller, faster, and easier to see than the original 2+MB file in whatever.mpg format, because I reduced the image size. Also, I cut out every other frame, so it will appear a little 'choppy'.)

Not everyone wants to see large animated GIFs, so I leave it to your discretion whether you choose to load the animated pictures.

Note that it still requires over 3 minutes to download on a 56kb modem.

Look for more animated GIF files on this website ... as soon as I learn how to make this sucker work!

Thanks to ImageShack for Free Image Hosting

[ * NB: For folks who care, the software which I bought to support this option is Corel's Paint Shop Pro 9, which includes a subsidiary application named "Animation 3". This latter software application is the part which actually converts movies to animated GIF files. Maybe someday I'll spend some time learning how to use Paint Shop Pro. In the meantime, "Animation 3" is available from the Corel website for $40 as a stand-along application]

[NB 2: maybe someday I'll learn how to apply Anchors to my blog enries, and I can quit using the cheesy asterisks to refer to notes.]

Day of the Evil Drawstring

FOX 12 OREGON Drawstring blamed for deputy's accidental shooting

It's official.

Marion County (Salem, Oregon) Sheriff's Deputy Steven Cooper was not mishandling his sidearm when it accidentally discharged, striking him in the leg.

Instead, it was the drawstring on the waistband of his jacket which somehow, mysteriously, for no apparent reason but with obvious malice aforethought worked its evil way into his holster and around the trigger of his service pistol.

When he raised his arm to open the door of the car in which he was riding, this increased the tension on the drawstring, which fired into his leg.

Rube Goldberg, move over!

The story, if true, is the most preposterous excuse I have ever heard to account for an accidental discharge. And Deputy Steven Cooper is either the biggest storyteller most creative unfortunate self-victim I have ever heard of, or the unluckiest police officer.

This is a clear case for drawstring control.

If a million gang-bangers can manage drive-by shooting without shooting holes in their legs (have you seen the hooded sweatshirts? They have drawstrings at their waistbands!), why can't professional Law Enforcement Officers exercise the same Drawstring Control?

People don't shoot people. Drawstrings do.
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UPDATE:
This is what I write when I don't know what I'm talking about. Please see the correction, and my apology on Day of the Evil Drawstring Part II.
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UPDATE: 13-JUL-2008
This article contains broken links. For the complete story, see "Day of the Evil Drawstring - Part III".

Portland, Oregon Bloggerfest

The Analogue Kid (see sidebar) is organizing a shooting event which is a thinly disguised reason for are bloggers to get together. The idea is that people who write, and people who read (no, you don't need to have a Web Log to be welcome), have an excuse to meet&greet.

He got this idea because he plans to attend the Practical Shotgun match at Tri-County Gunclub (TCGC) on Sunday, August 21. He figured he would come down early Saturday and spend that afternoon playing 'mine is bigger than yours' (firearms version) with like-minded folks.

The Practical Shotgun match is scheduled on the regular IPSC match day, which has been cancelled because the range will be co-host (with Dundee) for the Columbia Cascade Section Match on August 6-7. The IPSC folks at TCGC will be busy the week before, and the entire 2-day weekend, putting up stages and administering the match. Nobody is very interested in putting together another IPSC match two weeks later, and I don't blame them.

Unfortunately, the August 20 calendar for TCGC is full; There's a Cowboy Action match (surprising, since Albany is hosting their annual 2-day SAS match that weekend), Hi-Power, and a Hunter Ed class scheduled for the same day. Besides, the Shotgun match will be in the process of being set up that afternoon. The implication is that it will be difficult for TCGC to provide range facilities for this informal range session ... not the least because nobody associated with the event is a member of TCGC.

For various reasons, it appears that other ranges in the area will also be extensively utilized (Geek-speak for "they're all too busy to shepherd a bunch of strangers") during the planned time period, so the only remaining available range is "The Place To Shoot" (TPTS) in Delta Park. This is a certified bummer, becase TPTS is an indoor range and folks can't trot out their shotguns and rifles. Worse, you can't draw from the holster at TPTS.

The point of this whining is that I would REALLY like to find a better range for the event. It's not so much that TPTS range fees are $25 per person, as it is that they only allow a limited variety of firearm types to be used there.

BEGGING ALERT!

If you are a member of a gun club in the immediate Portland area, and would be willing to acquire permission for this informal Saturday Afternoon shooting event, I would be eternally grateful if you would step up and identify yourself as a potential host.

I will be there, I suspect I can talk SWMBO into attending, and the list of guests includes may folks who are referenced on the sidebar. Right now, minimum attendants are AK, Rivrdog, Your Humble Geek, Perhaps SondraK and Mr. Completely. Again, readers are always invited and welcome ... this is not an exclusive event. It's just a bunch of experienced and well-mannered firearms folks getting together to meet, throw a bunch of rounds downrange, and Do Lunch.

You can reach me via the comments section (see below) for this post.

The General, Part II

Six months ago I wrote of my friend, Michael R. Jones, who had passed away and who had left a legacy which will long be remembered by all of his friends.

This week another of his friends, Randy S., announced the First Annual Mike Jones Memorial Classic Battle Rifle Match. This well be held August 13, 2005, at Tri-County Gun Club.

Rather than clutter up the announcement with my own proselytizing, I'll just present the entire email message. You will find that it not only describes the match and sets the background, it includes many accolades the the United States Marine Corps. Well deserved, and thank you, Randy, for including it. jB)

[NB: the following is the entire, unedited text of the announcement]

Sent: Thursday, July 28, 2005 12:08 AM
To: practical-rifle
Subject: [Practical-Rifle] Classic Battle Rifle Match August 13th! (Modern rifles welcome, too.)

Classic Battle Rifle Match

This match is intended to honor the memory of our friend and warrior, Mike Jones.

The Marines I have seen around the world have the cleanest bodies, the filthiest minds, the highest morale, and the lowest morals of any group of animals I have ever seen. Thank God for the United States Marine Corps!

Eleanor Roosevelt, First Lady of the United States, 1945

Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Marines don't have that problem. Ronald Reagan, President of the United States; 1985

Marines I see as two breeds, Rottweilers or Dobermans, because Marines come in two varieties, big and mean, or skinny and mean. They're aggressive on the attack and tenacious on defense. They've got really short hair and they always go for the throat.

RAdm. "Jay" R. Stark, USN; 10 November 1995

On August 13^th, 2005, Practical Rifle will have the first annual Mike Jones Memorial Classic Battle Rifle Match. As you know, Mike Jones was a former Marine and was active in practical pistol, tactical and practical rifle shooting at Tri-County Gun Club for decades, actively competing until his death at age 76 earlier this year. He was truly an inspiration to all shooters who begin to feel the effects of aging.

The Marine Corps was very important to Mike. Every year, on November 10th, Mike organized a get-together of former Marines to celebrate the Marine Corps birthday. In a movie, R. Lee Ermy once said, "Marines die, that's what we're here for, but the Marine Corps lives forever and that means you live forever."

Mike was a man of incredible depth, intelligence and experience. I remember once when we were having lunch together at a Chinese restaurant when Mike struck up a conversation with the restaurant owner in Mandarin Chinese! Mike will live forever in the memory of all of us who knew him well. If you are connected to the Marine Corps in any way, contact me so we can continue the birthday tradition that Mike Jones organized for so many years.

You may shoot this match with either a classic battle rifle or with a modern rifle. A trophy will be awarded to the top battle rifle, and plaques awarded to the 2-5^th place battle rifles and top manually operated rifle. As usual, certificates will be handed out for the top ten, regardless of rifle type.

The Classic Battle Rifle is a military rifle that was manufactured and in service between the years of 1900 and 1945. For the purpose of this match rifles will be in unmodified service rifle configuration. There will be two categories: manually operated rifle and semi-automatic rifle. <>
NOTE: Modern rifles are welcome to compete in the Classic Battle match, but will be scored separately from the classics.

Examples of manually operated rifles are U.S. Springfield 03 or 03A3, Lee Enfield #1, #4, #5, any Mauser, Mosin/Nagant, Schmidt/Rubin K-31, etc. Examples of semi-automatics are U.S. M-1 Garand, 30 carbine SVT-40, G-41, Johnson Automatic, etc. I believe the SKS fits this description but the AK does not.

This match will use only cardboard targets. Therefore, our usual ban against steel-core or steel-jacketed ammo will not be enforced, as there are no steel targets to damage.

This match requires 76 rounds to complete if you don’t miss. Bring 84 if you plan to miss any shots. I don’t think anything will be over 50 yards.

Below are the stages as I envision them so far. They are subject to change, but I thought you’d want to see them in their draft form.

Classic Battle Rifle Match stages:

All targets are cardboard so steel core ammo is okay for this match only.

Stage One – Eight cardboard targets are 25-50 yards out. Two “step” barricades are placed 10 yards apart, with one 5 yards ahead of the other. Each barricade has five possible shooting ports. You must take at two shots only from only four different shooting ports at each barricade. Each target must have two scoring hits to be neutralized.

Score is your time, plus 10 second penalty added for each target not neutralized, plus 10 seconds for each procedural (less than four ports, or less than two shots from a port, or more than two shots from a port, etc.)

Stage Two – A table will be set up near the starting point so the next shooter can load and make ready while facing the rock wall (with the supervision of an auxiliary range officer.) On signal, you will run to each of 12 shooting areas and engage one target from each area. You must use any available cover. Each target must have two scoring hits to be neutralized. Extra shots are okay.

Score is time plus 10 seconds added for each target not neutralized and 10 seconds added for each failure to use available cover. (To avoid penalty for failure to use cover, do not expose your nipples to the targets.)

All targets will be quite close (5-15 yards). RO and scorekeeper will score and tape while returning to start position. Next shooter will be loaded at prep table, waiting for RO to return.

Stage Three – Eight targets face you at about 35 yards away. From standing, you will hit each target one time only from a standing position, move to a kneeling position, reload, and hit each target once more, then move to a prone position, reload again and hit each target a third time.

Score is your time, plus ten seconds for each target that has more or less than three scoring hits. Failure to reload when required is another 10 second penalty added to your time. If you have a bolt action, or any gun with a capacity less than eight, you may reload only when necessary, without penalty.

Stage Four – Start position is standing, fully loaded, behind a large barricade with six different shooting ports, numbered 1-6. On signal, you will pick up the two dice from inside a box, and roll them, inside the box. You will shoot the single target that faces you with one shot from each of the shooting ports designated by the dice. Repeat this sequence for a total of six times, shooting only 12 shots at the target.

Score is your time, plus penalty of ten seconds added for each hit more or less than twelve hits on the target, and each procedural, such as shooting from the wrong port, shooting more than one shot from port (unless you roll doubles), failing to remove finger from trigger guard while moving, etc.

The Marine as seen by.........

Himself:

A Stout, Handsome, Highly-Trained Professional Killer and Female Idol, who wears a star sapphire ring, carries a finely honed K-Bar, is covered with a crisp cammie cover, and is always on time due to the reliability of his Seiko Diver's Watch.

His Wife:

A stinking, gross, foul mouthed bum, who arrives home every 6 months or so with a seabag full of filthy utilities, a huge ugly watch, an oversized knife, and a filthy hat.

Headquarters Marine Corps:

A drunken Brawling, HMMWV stealing, women corrupting liar, with a star sapphire ring, Seiko watch, unauthorized K-Bar, and a screwed up cover.

His Commanding Officer:

A fine specimen of a drunken Brawling, HMMWV stealing, women corrupting bullshitter, with a star sapphire ring, fantastically accurate Seiko watch, finely honed razor sharp K-Bar, and a salty cammie cover.

Congress:

An over paid, over-rated, tax burden, who is however, indispensable since he will volunteer to go anywhere, at any time, and kill whoever he is told to, as long as he can, drink, brawl, steal HMMWV's, corrupt women, kick cats, lie, sing dirty songs, wear filthy cammies, big sapphire rings, over-sized knives, Seiko watches and really screwed up covers.

Ronald Reagan, former President of the United States:

"Some people live an entire lifetime and wonder if they have ever made a difference in the world, but the Marines don't have that problem. "

General Douglas MacArthur, U.S. Army:

". . . these Marines have the swagger, confidence, and hardness that must have been in Stonewall Jackson's Army of the Shenandoah. They remind me of the Coldstreams at Dunkerque."

Admiral Chester Nimitz, U.S. Navy, of the Marine Corps battle for Iwo Jima:

"Uncommon valour was a common virtue"

General Douglas MacArthur, US Army:

"I have just returned from visiting the Marines at the front, and there is not a finer fighting organization in the world!"

Lieutenant Colonel T.R. Fehrenbach, US Army in "This Kind of War":

"The man who will go where his colors will go, without asking, who will fight a phantom foe in a jungle and mountain range, without counting, and who will suffer and die in the midst of incredible hardship, without complaint, is still what he has always been, from Imperial Rome to sceptered Britain to Democratic America. He is the stuff of which legions are made. His pride is his colors and his regiment, his training hard and thorough and coldly realistic, to fit him for what he must face, and his obedience is to his orders. As a legionaire, he held the gates of civilization for the classical world... today he has been called United States Marine."

An Anonymous Canadian Citizen:

"Marines are about the most peculiar breed of human beings I have ever witnessed. They treat their service as if it was some kind of cult, plastering their emblem on almost everything they own, making themselves up to look like insane fanatics with haircuts to ungentlemanly lengths, worshipping their Commandant almost as if he was a god, and making weird animal noises like a band of savages. They'll fight like rabid dogs at the drop of a hat just for the sake of a little action, and are the cockiest SOB's I have ever known. Most have the foulest mouths and drink well beyond man's normal limits, but their high spirits and sense of brotherhood set them apart and, generally speaking, of the United States Marines I've come in contact with, are the most professional soldiers and the finest men I have had the pleasure to meet. "

General Pershing, U.S. Army:

"The deadliest weapon in the world is a Marine and his rifle! "

General Mark Clark, U. S. Army:

"The more Marines I have around the better I like it! "

General Johnson, U. S. Army:

"I can never again see a United States Marine without experiencing a feeling of reverence. "

Richard Harding Davis, war correspondent (1885):

"The Marines have landed, and the situation is well in hand. "

An Anonymous U.S. Marine:

"I recently attended a Kansas City Chiefs football game at Arrowhead Stadium. It was their annual Veteran's day salute so members of all the services were asked to participate in the festivities.

A color guard for the National Anthem was provided by the Buffalo Soldiers Association. They looked very sharp in their 1800's era U.S. Army Cavalry uniforms. Following that the U.S. Navy parachute team put on an impressive display that brought great cheers from the 78,000 football fans in attendance. Shortly after that we were treated to the truly awesome sight of an Air Force B-2 Stealth bomber flyover as well as a few other aircraft. All of these sights were truly appreciated by the crowd (especially the B-2) who let it be known by their cheers. I expected that was all that we would see of the Military that day.

I thought we would see a high school or college marching band during halftime. Few watch these shows anyway because they have to use the head or grab another beer (or two) during the intermission.

Shortly before half time, however, I looked down on the sidelines near the end zone and saw the Silent Drill Platoon forming up. As the halftime started the players left the field and the announcer came on the public address system and advised us of the Platoons performance. Many of us Marines have seen these performances in the past and they are always awe-inspiring. I did not expect that the large "civilian" crowd of football fans would be as appreciative of the Silent Drill Platoon as they had been of the high-tech B-2, or the daring of the Navy parachute team. I however was on the edge of my seat. As the Platoon marched onto the field it was very noticeable that the crowd was growing quieter. Soon the Platoon was fully into their demonstration and the stadium was silent.

From high in the stands upper reaches where my seats were I was able to hear the "snap and pop" of hand striking rifle. Both big screen scoreboards displayed close ups of the Marines as they went through their routine. As they completed their platoon demonstration and lined up for the inspection the crowd began cheering as the Marines twirled their rifles in impossible fashion. Then came the inspection. Again the crowd fell silent and watched intently as rifles were thrown, caught, twirled, inspected and thrown some more. Each well practiced feat brought a "wow" or "did you see that?" from those sitting behind me or next to me.

I sat there in my silent pride as I watched my brother Marines exit the field. A young girl behind me asked her mother a question about how the Marines learn to do the things they just did. The mother replied "They practice long and hard and they're Marines, so they're the best."

Semper Fidelis!!!

I hope to see you all at the range!

Randy

An Armed Society is a Polite Society