Don't you just love this time of the year for airgun shooting. Cold as the mole on witches nose in the morning, hot enough in the evening that you can use the clothes you shed for a padded rest. Wind gust so strong they blow your flags down, and if you do manage to secure them, they read like a compass swinging back, and forth over an electromagnet.
Makes for some interesting developments>>>>>>>>>

But at least it is raining!

Around here, it's either blowing freezing wind or there's mud up to your knees. I'm seriously ready for Spring. Of course, then we'll have to time our range visits to avoid conflicts with the farmer and the crops. You have to fight for your relaxation.

Gary