The day dawned bright and early, with Shootin' Buddy and Turk Turon calling at Roseholme. A deee-lightful breakfast at LePeep (hey, we did Cafe Patachou the other day, but 'Peepers is close to the range) (Tam: "There is nothing wrong with LePeep." Me: "Did I say there was? It's a fine place." Which it is. I had French Toast and bacon. Yum!) and we were off.
A bit of chill but nothing a sweatshirt didn't solve; Turk had his fightin' .45 and .38SA, I had my trusty Ruger/PacLite .22, an EAA Witness Compact in .38SA and -- of course! -- the Sistema 1911A1 .45 (ummm, who has any to spare? I'm plumb out!). Tam had an assortment of centenarian semiautos and wheelguns and SB had -- well, what he always has: everything. Lovely clear skies, good light, and we turned time and money into smoke and noise with a certain flair and elan -- to be joined by none other than Nathan, with his shooty wonders!
From there to the Broad Ripple Art Fair, with a stop by the cottage to scrub and and return irons to the safes and lockboxes. Art, she is not dead, nor do practitioners thereof insist on it's being obscure or inaccessible. --Look, many, maybe even most artists are tryin' to give you a glimpse through their mind's eye and in my brief blitz through the fair, I saw many who more than succeeded. (One of the photographer's work was especially striking for me -- wonderfully lit cityscapes of abandoned buildings and neighborhoods left to scrawl and ruin, lit and photographed almost as though they were flowers).
...And from there to the BlogMeet! --Y'all missed food. Food so good that it defies adequate description. Salmon, asparagii, pork barbecue, tomato salad, coleslaw: all of gourmet caliber. Enjoyed alfresco under a sky as clear and burnished blue as a fine ceramic bowl. Exotic soft drinks plus apple, rhubarb and sugar cream pie. And y'missed excellent conversation -- Joanna, Shermlock Sr. and Jr. (Hagbard Celine), Old Grouch, Turk, Shootin' Buddy, Tam, Mad Saint Jack...and a visiting blogreader from Milwaukee who was visiting in town and suddenly realized he was mere blocks away from the BlogMeet!
I have photographs to move from camera to computer. Lots of them!
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Wish I could have made the Blogmeet. Clearly I need to sell this house and buy another condo. :)
But I had a great time at the range and I'll probably be out there more often now. It was a gorgeous day for shooting, wasn't it?
You'll probably appreciate this, Bobbi: After my first clip, I looked downrange, and said: "Huh. Ol' man Holloway's still hitting what he shoots at."
:)
Indeed I do! :) ...Geez, I miss H. Baem Piper and I never even met him.
I am sad for missing this!
If I ever get my copy of John Carr's Piper biography back from the friend who borrowed it, I'll be happy to lend it to you.
What an interesting life.
Next time I will make it to the range.
Glad you ladies had fun.
Good to see Turk again. It seemed like he had a good time shooting at Iggle Crick (and at the sushi joint, movie, inter alia).
Don't eat much pig, but I ALWAYS make an exception for LGG's shredded pork. Best BBQ north or south of the Ohio River.
Next time, Roberta, you guys should join us for a cycling tour (of North Cornwall, of course).
Shootin' Buddy
The wife and I were planning to go, but go so tired after doing housework, after running a CPR/trauma course the day before.
We just needed a day off...
One of these days, I swear I'll make it down there...
BTW, the captcha is "stords", which is what the 'Nuge is going to have after Marko sues the crap outta him...
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