Traveled all over with dad when he shot competitively. Got the opportunity to shoot at a lot of places.
At home, we would go to the farm or to the abandoned strip mines in Southern Ohio where us kids mastered(
) the art of skipping 22's across the strip mine ponds at targets set on the other side. Also, we all belonged to the Columbus Muzzle Loading Assoc. and would shoot bp/shotguns at the club.
Man, though's were the days.