Shooting for the First Time
by JB
Hunting for land roaming creatures wasn’t part of my childhood,
although seeking swimming critters was. So my exposure to guns was quite
limited. I don’t recall ever shooting a gun until I was 30.
I grew up in a small town, just 40 miles from a big city of 400,000
people. I fished with my dad and grandmother, camped, rode a bicycle,
and mowed lawns. I knew my grandpa had a shotgun, but I had never touched
it or saw it in action. My first real exposure to a gun was when I was
8 or 9, my dad and I ventured into the woods with my grandpa and a relative
to shoot rabbits. All I remember was the unexpected blast of the rifle
terrifying me at that young age.
After that, shooting and hunting wasn’t something I was exposed
to as a youth, but I continued to enjoy fishing. So, going to work for
a fishing lure manufacturer after college was a natural progression.
I loved to fish. I was decent at catching them, but not the greatest
at locating them, but hey, that’s why it’s good to know and
work with great local guides and famous fishermen. I learned to catch
a variety of species in various waters. But after almost 10 years, it
was time for an employment change, which led me to the shooting sports
and my introduction to shooting.
I
learned quickly–that, unlike fishing, shooting provides instant
gratification. My first shot was with a replica BB gun, a Walther
PPK/S that uses a CO2 capsule to shoot steel BBs. I thought it
was cool because the slide cycles, imitating the real gun. My next one
was a CP99
Compact BB pistol–much the same as the PPK and another Walther
replica. Then I shot an RWS
break barrel rifle. It’s amazing the amount of power
an RWS Rifle has from just cocking the spring piston one time. After
becoming comfortable with daily handling, I had the opportunity to fire
a couple of firearms. The first was a Walther
P22. Nice pistol. I really enjoyed
the friendly target competitions and I wasn’t half bad considering
it was my first time with a firearm. I gave my friends a challenge when
it came to hitting the smallest target. Since then I’ve shot some
larger caliber pistols, done a little shooting with dad, and obtained my
conceal carry license. I continue to pick up airguns, but I have yet to
find an airgun that tops the Smith & Wesson
586 revolver. I bought
a pair. They’re a big hit on date nights with my wife, who didn't
shoot a gun until she was 28. It's never too late to develop a
passion for shooting. |