We decided a few weeks ago to do an over night camp out. Due to rain last weenend it got pushed back a week. We left the house around 6 pm, drove south for about and hour and we were there. The plan was start the fire, set up camp , cook and eat dinner, work on their Duty to God Badge and then light's out. All went as planned pretty me. With teh fire started and the camp set up, I snuck away with one of the boys to make a quick stand in the last hour of light. We walked about 1/2 a mile and made a stand. I was able to get the coyotes to howl but no takers. Back to camp to cook dinner . Most had tinfoil dinners (or as we call them hobo dinners). I opted for a more gormet selection. I buttered 4 pieces of Russian Rye and tosted them butter side down, mayo and mustard in side, then cooked a couple of thin cut NY steaks to go inside. MMMMM, mmmmm Good. After dinner, the boys worked on their Duty to God badges as we enjoyed the fire and the stars. Once the fire burned out it was off to bed.
The morning came (earlier for some of us). I cant be out in the desert and not be up early. I awoke at 5:30 (already light), got dressed (Blue jeans and white T-shirt), grabbed the AR and the Scorpion and took a walk. About 400 yrds from camp I found a likely spot to try my hand before every one awoke. Started the stand with some puppy distress 2 then worked into some adult cottontail. At about the 20 minute mark, I was bout done . I muted the caller and sat for a couple of minutes. I caught some movement out in front of me and I just sat tight. The coyote worked it's way through the thick grease woods and Joshua trees to the opposite edge of the wash looking for the rabbit. Instead he got a hot lead injection. I packed up the call and the coyote and haulled it back to camp just as every one was getting up. I told them I got breakfast and who was going to cook? :) Let me tell you, these here is city boys. :D
this is a heavily pressured area where sucesses are far and few between.
We broke camp, ate a breakfast of crumb doughnuts , milk and OJ. I had some yogurt I brought along. The deal for the day was each boy had to learn a lashing , demonstrate it and then every one else had to do it as well. All in all the 3 boys (and one visiter) learned and taught 3 lashings. :thumb: For their reward they got to go shooting. Down the road a bit to a clearing with a hill for a back drop. The boys got their fill of shooting Here is a list of what they had their pick of. I think they tried all of them.
Ruger 10/22 , AR 223 M4, Remington 1100 12 gauge, S&W 686 (light 38 wad cutter loads), Glock 27 40 S&W, Remington pump 12 gauge with 6 position Ar stock and pistol grip, and an NEF 223. Most of the boys were having a blast. Taking turns shooting and loading magazines. 2 adults meant only 2 boys shooting at a time to keep it safe. One of the boys is rather tall for only being 13. He's over 6 ft and had a hard time shooting the 2 223 rifles. He was tring to shoot off of sticks and a chair and creeped up to much on the scope of the NEF and paid for it. I think my doctoring skills looked pretty good.
After being patched up he went back to shooting sticking with pistols and putting a few more rounds through the AR and pump shotgun shooting off hand.
On our way home I stopped by Rotten Ronnie's (McDonalds) and got them all an ice cream sunday.
All in all , I think the boys had a great time (aside from one of them being sick all night and day. Hopefully there will be many more to come.