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Thank you for inviting me to your Forum! This is a first for me to be on any kind of forum, please be patient, I may ask a lot of dumb questions to start. It’s been awhile since I’ve been shooting.
As an introduction to myself, I was raised around shooters. I have gun powder in my veins and Hoppes as my perfume! My Mother was pregnant with me when she went hunting over in Eastern Oregon with my Dad and the rest of the family!
Growing up, my favorite place in the house, was the gun room with my Grandpa and my Daddy, we also had a shooting range in the back forty! It was fun to learn how precise each element of shooting was from reloading, sighting in, and pulling a trigger. I learned early which end of the gun went bang and made the holes in targets or put dinner on the table.
Growing up, I was always included in trips to Fort Lewis with my Dad, for a two day competitive shoot with a lot of other wonderful people. They gave me a job every year, pulling and marking targets! I loved being included. The soldiers use to take my sister and I all over the base. We were referred to as George’s girls and totally spoiled by everyone!
I was in a shooting club in my teens, I even won a State Championship. Between my Dad and the Army Reserves, I learned better positioning and breathing. I went to several competitions including state and earned a few medals and trophies. My Dad gave me an Aunshutz for my birthday. I “Loved” beating the boys that kept telling me “GIRLS CAN’T SHOOT”!
This is a picture of my Dad and Mother and her rifle on the hunting trip, I was talking about. It now resides In my safe.
I’m hoping I can start shooting again, even if it’s just plinking, this summer.
Thank you again for the invitation!
LadySmith
As an introduction to myself, I was raised around shooters. I have gun powder in my veins and Hoppes as my perfume! My Mother was pregnant with me when she went hunting over in Eastern Oregon with my Dad and the rest of the family!
Growing up, my favorite place in the house, was the gun room with my Grandpa and my Daddy, we also had a shooting range in the back forty! It was fun to learn how precise each element of shooting was from reloading, sighting in, and pulling a trigger. I learned early which end of the gun went bang and made the holes in targets or put dinner on the table.
Growing up, I was always included in trips to Fort Lewis with my Dad, for a two day competitive shoot with a lot of other wonderful people. They gave me a job every year, pulling and marking targets! I loved being included. The soldiers use to take my sister and I all over the base. We were referred to as George’s girls and totally spoiled by everyone!
I was in a shooting club in my teens, I even won a State Championship. Between my Dad and the Army Reserves, I learned better positioning and breathing. I went to several competitions including state and earned a few medals and trophies. My Dad gave me an Aunshutz for my birthday. I “Loved” beating the boys that kept telling me “GIRLS CAN’T SHOOT”!
This is a picture of my Dad and Mother and her rifle on the hunting trip, I was talking about. It now resides In my safe.
I’m hoping I can start shooting again, even if it’s just plinking, this summer.
Thank you again for the invitation!
LadySmith