On Tuesday, a friend of mine took me out to the Port Coquitlam & District Hunting and Fishing Club to hit the shooting range and try my hand at marksmanship.
I had a ton of fun, and did surprisingly well! I shot out both of these targets with a Smith & Wesson model 622. I also tried my hand at a Walther P99 (9mm – the current Bond gun), and didn’t do too badly with that one either.
One distinct thing that I noticed though, is that marksmanship is definitely not a lady’s sport. Although I attended with another girl, as guests of our wonderful instructor – we were the only two females in sight. Perhaps it’s just not ladies day you say? Well check out this dandy little picture.
Notice anything fishy? That’s right – I had no choice but to be a Mr. for the afternoon. I was all ready to throw a stink and light my bra on fire, but I didn’t. Perhaps I should’ve, but I was a little preoccupied with the task at hand (namely taking out that bird after he said something nasty about my momma).
In the words of my roommate, “I’ll have plenty of time to be a feminist once I’m a trophy wife.” Besides, how cute am I when I’ve got a gun in my hands?
Note to readers: please don’t send me e-mail telling me about the evils of guns. I am an advocate of responsible firearms ownership for the sports of marksmanship and sanctioned hunting. Guns don’t kill people, Guidos and Homies kill people.
And a final message to Long Tall Dave, who showed up in his shiny blue camaro with a Remington 500 12g Combat Shotgun – not good for anything other than utterly destroying whatever ends up being its unfortunate target, we’d like to say
The louder the gun, the smaller the barrel.