Reminds me of the days when I used to frequent the PGC range near French Creek State Park. The weekend before the deer opener was a madhouse, with every kind of dingleberry imaginable there attempting to sight in their rifles. Some of them knew their business. They'd fire 3 or 4 rounds to check zero, and they'd leave. Most of these guys weren't expert marksmen, but they were good enough. Had a few of those guys too that couldn't hit the barn if they were aiming for the door. They'd get one or two rounds on paper and they'd leave grinning as if they'd just won a match. Then there were the ones who hadn't clue one. They'd come in fire several boxes of shells, and would either leave in frustration or somebody would offer them assistance and would at least get them on paper.
When I was 18 and stupid, I screwed up the zero on my freshly mounted and bore sighted (by a smith) scope. Thought I knew what I was doing, wrong! A nice gentleman saw me having issues and came over and helped me out. Actually taught me how to properly sight in a scope. I never forgot that. I got a deer with that gun two days later. Well I got to pay it forward many years later. Was there when a guy was having all kind of issues hitting the target. Told me he had just gotten the scope mounted, and the smith supposedly had bore sighted the thing. The shooter evidently hadn't touched it, but he wasn't even on paper at 50 yards. It wasn't him, as I could tell he knew how to handle the rifle, so I helped him. He only had a few rounds left and was reluctant. I removed his bolt (with permission) and proceeded to bore sight his gun old school. Within 3 shots he was 6 or 7 inches from the bull at 50 yards. I told him what to do to get it zeroed the rest of the way......He couldn't have been more thankful. I felt good that day. I often wonder whether he got a deer that season. I hope so.
Last edited by Blue Bird; 12-01-2016 at 08:46 PM.