Well, what a cracking weekend we had. Chris (Baldinio) and his lovely wife came down to stay with me for 4 days - Friday to Monday. They arrived late Friday afternoon and we went out for a lovely meal and a few drinks that evening, allowing the ladies to get acquainted and more importantly, Chris and I to talk Airguns, Boinger Bash and other related things. Back to mine that night and I thought I'd get out the NV gear and point the HW100 out of the kitchen window into the garden hoping we might spot a rat or two, I was desperate for Chris to bag something while he was here after him taking me out rabbiting a few times up his way. Annoyingly, nothing showed, despite us standing there chatting, drinking, laughing, having a great time for hours
but then, just as we thought our early hour vigil was to be fruitless, we spotted our quarry 15 yards away at the end of the garden, it was clearly showing in the NiteSite viper, sat very still and within perfect zero range, Chris shouldered the rifle, got the crosshairs bang on for a head shot and pfffffft - the H&NFTT hit its mark
I was so pleased he bagged his first critter. So, one snail down, we had another drink regaled over the shot for a while and retired for the night.
Saturday we spent the day at my local range where we had a great plinking session with the 5 rifles Chris brought down
, had some nice grub, chatted to all the nice, like- mined air gunners there and then late afternoon around 15:00 we moved on to my little farm/stables permission where I was dearly hoping to improve on the snail.
And, improve we (Chris) did. We spent the rest of the day/evening and night there. I was happy to return the favour Chris always affords me and let him do the shooting and boy, shooting he certainly did. He bagged 9 or 10 rats, 5 feral pigeons, a wood-pigeon for the pot and a magpie. I will never forget the 40-50 yard feral he took off the stable roof - cracking shot with slight wind and it dropped like a stone.
Back home late that night and had a few more drinks and lots of banter to end a lovely day. The girls spent the day in London seeing the sites and got on like a house on fire that day. Sunday started out a lazy/hangover day
but Chris and I (mainly Chris) was hankering to get out shooting again and as we had seen plenty of rats during the day on the Saturday, we felt it our duty to go back to the farm for another pop. So, the ladies stayed at home to prepare the Hunters with a nice roast dinner on their return. We only had a few hours back there but it was a glorious, sunny day which we spent just chilling and chatting. We did manage to shoot 3 more rats though
2 for Chris and one for me. We left and came back to mine, ready for dinner when my missus shouts from the kitchen that there was a feral in the garden, well, it would be rude not to wouldn't it
and Yep, Chris adds to the London tally.
So, what a fabulous weekend we had, Chris has just messaged me to say he is now home safe n sound. Our wives are now the best of friends too
What's this got to do with the Boinger Bash thread ? Well....... It's that magical place called Quigley Hollow that it all started from.