slug-20.jpgWe stopped today at one of our local gun and ammunition stores hoping to find some 20 gauge slug cartridges. The man behind the counter had only two boxes of five rounds left, so I bought them. For as much as I paid for the goddamn slug rounds, I could have bought two 25-round boxes of target loads.

The reason for buying the more expensive loads is due to new rules at the range where we shoot, to wit: slugs or double ought buckshot only and limited to a specific three out of the sixteen lanes. The reason for the rule is that after extensive revamping of the range and the backdrop, small birdshot can ricochet back to the shooters. Not a good thing.

We have been members at the range for several years, and are disappointed in the performance of the current owners with respect to customer service. Customer service? Hah! Picture George Carlin doing pelvic thrusts as he comically describes “customer service.”

Our membership at this range is up in July and we have decided not to renew. The combination of lousy target hangers and pellet-reflecting backdrop gives us pause. Our planned departure from the Southern California area seals the decision.