The weather was weird. Yesterday afternoon, the holler was sunny and I was in shirtsleeves. This morning it snowed (just a bit). Then it warmed up again. Then, when I was getting ready to leave at 1:00 p.m., it snowed again, little granular snow-pellets like miniature hail. Only in Indiana.
After finishing my work today, I took some target practice with the 12-gauge. I set up two 3" orange targets on the ends of a couple logs in a woodpile and blasted away from 50 or 60 feet. First, I fired deer slugs. I didn't hit the orange targets on any of the five shots, but I seem to be fairly consistent in hitting about 2-3" low and to the right. At least, my slugs split the log and drilled a hole all the way through it. So, that's correctable. Using birdshot rated for "upland game" (pheasant, quail . . .), I painted the targets a bit better. I shot once at the left target and landed 5 of 8 shot in the orange, all around the center. I shot four times at the right target and landed 15 of 32 shot in the orange, again, all around the circle. My last shot or two I just banged away, so if I'd been more careful, I might have done a bit better. Of course, "upland game" doesn't sit still, waiting for you to shoot it; you shoot it as it rises from cover. And I stink at skeet fairly consistently. That said, I'm just trying to get used to the gun. A 12-gauge shotgun is a heavy gun with a powerful recoil. So I don't think I'm doing too badly.
Altogether, it was nice to get out in the woods and have some quiet time. Now, it's back to the push and grind. Lent has begun!