It's late Thursday night. I just got in from work. In a couple of hours I'll be packing up to head up north to work the Wyoming Tactical Rifle Championship, formerly known as the International Tactical Rifle Championship. Technically that Wyoming part of the name is a bit of a misnomer too, part of the match is shot in Montana.
Late to bed early to rise, watch guys shoot all day and make up lies.
Well the make up lies part will be harder, since I'm going to be one of the score keeps for this match.
It's too late to join us this year, unless you can make the ranch in 6 hours. I think it'd be a hoot if the Ilk could manage to field a team or two for next year.