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Quoted: (red]Osceola National Forest Range
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I think they're 200 yards for rifle and 50 yards for pistol on the lake city! correct, Sir. Two 50 yard pistol pits, and a 200 yard rifle range. But anyhows, there's a great group (Friends of the Oceola) that show up at the range to clean, build target stands, yard work and even monitor the on-goings!
They've had their share of idiots/problems at lake city, but I think most have been scared off!
They now have signs posted with several phone numbers (ie; game wardens station) posted on who to call if there are idiots on the range!
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Take your fishing rods and maps. I caught a 9'11# and a 6# bass in pits within a couple miles of the range in January 1997, on the same day... my bithday. The perfect present... They're still there, only bigger. Catch and release......
Watch out for the idiots on the range. I was at the Osceola Range a few years ago, patterning ratshot through a P90. I had a couple of milk jugs, and a full edition of the Lake City Ripsnorter and Fishwrap.
When I got there, there was a HUGE man, with his big 16 year old son, proofing a pistol they had just gotten back from the smith. Neither looked like anyone I would ever want to fuck with, no matter what I was packing. They were both very cordial. They were both wearing overalls.. Plenty of room for extra mags... And some of the best people I could ever hope to run into. "Want to try out my pistol?", just after he had shot 2 cylinders into the head.
Damn good folks. Offered to let me shoot their pistol. I declined, after looking at the headshot grouping on their 25 yard target.
Sadly, there was a dumbass on the range... He was "patterning a shotgun". He staggered up to us, obviously damn near drunk, and asked "Whatcha shooting?"
The big man offered "A .22""
Dumbass "Can I shoot it?"
Big man "No"
Dumbass, asking "Bigman's 16 year old son", "Can I shoot it?"
16 yo Bubba "No, you can't!"
The dumbass came over to me and asked "Whatcha shootin?"
"A .45 full of ratshot"
"Can I shoot it?"
"No."
Range was cold, so "Otis", and "Big Man" went to tack up targets. As "Big Man " was tacking up his target...... BOOM.
Otis torched off his 12 gague, and my new found friend wasn't too happy about it.
Unsupervised ranges have their god points, and bad points.