Four out of the last six times I've been to the South site I've had to run for the truck and go inform someone that their rounds were impacting on my shooting area. Today's episode was two geniuses shooting rifles at targets set at the crest of a hill. I was a few hundred yards to the south taking rounds directly into my lane. By "directly", I mean hitting the berm next to me about head high.

I confronted them and held my temper. Tried to educate instead of chastise. I'm not sure I did the right thing.

The real pisser is I was just out there looking for my long lost half of a target stand. Dang thing is gone. Who the heck would take a useless half a stand made out of re-bar?