Ah, springtime, when a young man's thoughts turn to...rucking in the mountains!

I dusted off my pack on Saturday and ran/walked for 5 miles with 30 pounds. That seemed too easy, so I stuffed my .22 trainer and other associated gear in today with the intent of getting in a ruck and a little long range practice. The pack came in right at 50#. I did 7+ miles in the hills around here, but never did come across a decent place to shoot. I'm pretty footsore at the moment. Knees, as always, are the weak link.

It sure felt good to get back outside.