The second and final day of the Bushnell Brawl is over and I’m in a truck headed northbound on I-35 back to a hot shower and a soft bed. Today was a much more sedate pace than yesterday’s frantic 8:00a – 5:00p grinder. We started bright and early at 8:00 with a briefing to let us know that we were going to be wrapping up shooting by 2:00 PM . . .
The setup for the match is a little odd as you’re allowed free reign to pick the stages you want to work and as long as you get them all done, nobody seems to mind. With the wind predicted to get worse throughout the day, our group of three made a beeline for the long range stages. As you can see from the flag, we were still dealing with a very stout 20-25 mph wind that never really let up throughout the day. After completion of the long range stuff, we did some short range rifle work, and then headed over to the net run n gun area where we had the longest wait time of the day. After a hour long wait, we finally got to run through the course of fire. I only saw one competitor fall off the barricade.
We eeked out the rest of the stages and called it a day around 1:20 or so. We packed our gear, made a big lunch, and then shot the breeze with our fellow competitors until the awards ceremony around 5:00 PM.
- I found out just how bad I am at semi supported shooting today. Anything with a barricade at an awkward height was bound to ruin my day. I don’t find myself shooting off a lot of awkwardly sized barriers, but its something worth practicing the next time I’m at the range.
- We had two stages today that involved moving targets. One was rifle, and one was pistol, and it turns out that I’m universally bad at both. Shooting moving targets is hard and its a super practical skill that I’d like to pick up. Again, more room for improvement.
- During the fumbling around at the net stage, I managed to scrape up the X Ray chassis of my borrowed gun. I hate returning gear in worse shape than I got it so I’m pretty bummed about dinging up my buddy’s gun.
- I finished 93 out of 116 competitors. That’s not last place.
- I hit three out of five on a 1/3 IPSC target at 800 yards in a blowing wind today. That’s a target six inches wide by ten inches tall, smaller than a sheet of copier paper. It had to be sheer dumb luck, but I’ll take it.
- I picked up a sweet harness at the prize table.
Expect a full breakdown of the stages along with my commentary sometime this week. For now, I need water, sleep, and a week without muzzle blast. For now, enjoy some pictures from the day.