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wanha1
Every two weekends or so, me and my friends go shooting out at our ranch/farmland out in Webster Parish.

It's like 2x2 square miles, three or four fields, and we usually go shooting in whatever field is farthest from the cows and the oil-drill equipment, which is usually the southern field. We shoot skeet, hay bales, and whatever we find (empty bottles, boxes, etc)

Last weekend, we were shooting. This is what we shot:

Heckler & Koch USP 9mm
.22 Revolver
.45 revolver
.38 revolver

AK-47, semi-auto (7.62 x 39)
SKS semi-auto carbine (7.62 x 39)

Marlin Model 1894 (.44)
Marlin Model 1894 (.357)
Marlin Model 1894 (.38 Special/.3Cool

Remington 870 Express (12-guage)

An assortment of other shotguns, 12, 20, 10 guage and .410 bore, but those aren't the topic of discussion.

Anyways, we were shooting as usual, which, in this field, means:

We shot the shotguns in the air, at clay pigeons.
The pistols, we shot south-southeast, at a pile of brush/tree stumps which we had targets set up in front of, near the ground.

The rifles we shot south, at a dirt pile/hay bale, with targets as well.

Anyways, the story begins about 30 minutes into our stay. I had just got done firing the Model 1894 .44 cal carbine, and was parched, so I talked to my pal Chad, and he gave me 10 bucks and asked his girlfriend (who was shooting the pistol) to take me to the nearest gas station/convencience store to pick up some dr pepper and pork rinds. All of our vehicles were at the ranchhouse and we had taken her 1995 4x4 Blazer and Ian's 2005 4x4 Avalanche, and since all the guns/ammo were sitting in his bed on the tailgate, her truck was the only one avaliable. Totally irrelevant to the story, but whatev.

As we're leaving, this dude comes up the road from the south and stops Kelly and I at the gate and gets out and is all "Who's doin' the shootin'?" We say "us", and he's like "Well, who?" ... "Sir, we are." He gives us this look like we're retarded and hops in his truck and goes down and talks to Chad, Ian, Clay, and Ashley.

(I'm going to ID everyone really quick:
Chad- owns the ranch
Kelly- his girlfriend, who is taking me to the store
Clay- our friend
Ashley- the chick who was with him, college friend
Ian- friend who owns most of the non-shotgun weaponry)

So he leaves Kelly and us at the gate, and we decide to stick around because we figured we've shot and killed somebody. They talk for a good 5 minutes to this guy (his name is Richard). Richard leaves, and I call Chad as we head on down to the store.

Chad says that apparently the guy "heard bullets flying 20 feet over his head" and asked them to stop shooting in his direction. Whatev. They switch to shooting shotguns and that's what they're doing when we get back with the dr pepper and pork rinds.

We keep shooting, Clay breaks the skeet thrower so after we toss a few dr pepper cans in the air, we set up the targets again and shoot, rreeeaaaalll carefully, into them. What doesn't hit the target, hits the ground, all bullets were accounted for (by seeing the visual impact) except twice when Chad practiced quick-draw'ing the USP (seeing how fast he can draw, fire off all 13 rounds, and be accurate) and when Clay fired off the SKS as fast as he could to see how accurate he was.

But besides those two instances, the rest of the time we stuck to the shotguns. We're all 18 and 19, and having the assault rifle and pistols was slightly illegal (They belonged to Ian's father, but we had his permission to use them)

About an hour after Clay fires off the SKS, Richard the Redneck comes back, and starts demanding we give him our pistols and rifles. Ian is a pretty big guy (he's one of those Republican, NRA guys who knows gun laws back and forth) and calmly asserts that the guy has no right. The guy starts threatening to call the Sherriff, and Chad is pretty adamant, says we haven't been shooting. The guy calls Chad a liar, to his face, and Chad's telling the guy hey, feel the rifle/pistol barrels, they're cold, we stopped shooting after you told us to quit (which is like 95% truth, except those two instances). The guy keeps at it, and it's starting to piss Chad and Ian off. You see, Chad's a country-grown boy, and the three things he values in life are his truck, his guns, and his pride. He's always super careful about things, and also super responsible, and always takes the fall when he's done something wrong. And this time he really didn't do anything wrong - it was his land, his right, and we highly doubt the bullets actually flew 20 feet above this guys head.

So the guy, Richard, calls Chad's dad. Calls Chad a liar, on the phone, to his dad, which really even bugs me - that's just a dick thing to do. Chad talks to his dad, explains what and where we were shooting, and Chad's dad starts laughing pretty loud - Chad hands the phone back to the guy, he listens intently, and the guy starts going off "Well, I'm not going to put up with your boy's lying, he shot over my house and that's that." Gave the phone to Chad, Chad says we'll stop shooting our rifles (which we have, for over an hour. Seriously.)

After he hangs up the phone, this dude rips into Chad some more. "You can lie to your Dad, but you can't bullshit me." What the ******? I mean I know we're Chad's friends and all, but in all honesty, Chad was telling the truth - we had NOT been shooting for over an hour.

After that we just packed up and left, this guy had aggravated us and threatened to call the Sherriff, which would have been awkward since we had the pistols/assault rifles. Had we not had those, or had been of age to own them, we think the Sherriff would have also laughed in this dude's face.

We drove down the south road before we locked up and left, and this is what we concluded.

1. The guy lives at least a half-mile away from the targets we were shooting at.

2. The guy's house itself, where his truck was parked, was about a mile away.

3. At the end of our land and at the beginning of his was a ton of fencing, brush, and trees.

4. Also, we were on the bottom of a shallow, small hill... but a hill nonetheless.

The guy claims he heard bullets pass 20 feet over him. We were shooting down mostly, or at best, completely horizontal (except the shotguns, of course).

So how do bullets climb from 5-7 feet to 20 feet in the air? How do they stay 20 feet in the air over the course of at least half a mile? How do we not disturb any of his neighbors? (We were the last big piece of land before a small neighborhood, of which he lived in)

We figure the guy either heard the echo (I remember hearing the SKS's echo for at least 3 or 4 seconds) or even distinguished the non-shotgun sounds and either didn't want us shooting, or didn't want the noise in the first place.

The times he confronted us were fairly inconsistent with the times we shot the non-shotguns. We figure he confronted us to try to scare us away - he threatened to call the sherriff, but if he had actually seean or heard bullets pass over him and his wife he probably would have called him the second time - if not the first. So he was probably bullshitting us (and accusing of of bullshitting him, which still pisses me off)

Anyways, it's been annoying me, so can I have some analysis here?

The longest ranged weapon was the SKS, maybe 300 yards or so, being nice.

The guy lived southwest of us.

We shot mainly directly south.

We shot no more than 180 degrees horizontal - NOT UPWARDS -AT ALL-. So the bullets somehow gained 15 feet, defying gravity.

In two weeks or so we're probably going to go out there all legal (shotguns and carbines) and repeat our firing situation, and this time get the law involved, if this guy busts our chops. I want to make sure that there's not a realistic chance we could have somehow actually shot over this guy's head. If we get the sherrif involved, and he realizes there's a snowball's chance we could have actually done what he's claiming, we can either shut this guy up or counter-charge him with trespassing and harassment (he made some really threatening remarks, as well as extremely pissing us off by repeatedly accusing us of bullshitting him)

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otiscom
Perhaps you'll stop when someone gets killed!
jwellsy
Why do you feel that semi-auto's are slightly illegal?
That could be true in the UK or Australia.

Bullets will easily skip off the ground and ricochet upward.
Handgun rounds can easily travel over a half mile.
Rifle rounds can easily travel over a mile.

The guy has no rights to confiscate your guns.
He does have a right to bitch
if he feels that his family and home are in danger.

I think Chad has a responsibility
to ensure that his neighbors are safe from any actions on his property.

I would recommend building a berm'd backstop.
Find enough railroad ties to build a wall 12' long and 6' tall
then use a tractor to pile up dirt behind that wall.
Orientate the line of fire towards the least populated direction.

Invite the neighbor over to the new rifle/skeet range for some shooting.
He may even be willing to help build it if he's going to get to use it.

If that is the largest single piece of property ,
they may want to try and get the zoning for a gun club.
TrueFact
Can't say a word after what jwellsy has said...
He is right and you should do it
Captain Fertile
jwellsy wrote:
Why do you feel that semi-auto's are slightly illegal?
That could be true in the UK or Australia.

Bullets will easily skip off the ground and ricochet upward.
Handgun rounds can easily travel over a half mile.
Rifle rounds can easily travel over a mile.

The guy has no rights to confiscate your guns.
He does have a right to bitch
if he feels that his family and home are in danger.

I think Chad has a responsibility
to ensure that his neighbors are safe from any actions on his property.

I would recommend building a berm'd backstop.
Find enough railroad ties to build a wall 12' long and 6' tall
then use a tractor to pile up dirt behind that wall.
Orientate the line of fire towards the least populated direction.

Invite the neighbor over to the new rifle/skeet range for some shooting.
He may even be willing to help build it if he's going to get to use it.

If that is the largest single piece of property ,
they may want to try and get the zoning for a gun club.


A very fair and level headed reply.

Here in the UK guns are illegal - even the lsightly illegal ones, this comments always makes me smile. Whenever someone describes something as slightly illegal they know they are illegal.

I have enjoyed shooting in the past but it is a fantastically dangerous hobby even under the most controlled circumstances.

While I would love you to enjoy your hobby I would like you to do it safely and LEGALLY- the laws are there for a reason.

Be thankful you aren't here in the UK, you would get pretty bored pretty quickly with a slingshot and a pea shooter! Very Happy
wanha1
Captain Fertile wrote:
jwellsy wrote:
Why do you feel that semi-auto's are slightly illegal?
That could be true in the UK or Australia.

Bullets will easily skip off the ground and ricochet upward.
Handgun rounds can easily travel over a half mile.
Rifle rounds can easily travel over a mile.

The guy has no rights to confiscate your guns.
He does have a right to bitch
if he feels that his family and home are in danger.

I think Chad has a responsibility
to ensure that his neighbors are safe from any actions on his property.

I would recommend building a berm'd backstop.
Find enough railroad ties to build a wall 12' long and 6' tall
then use a tractor to pile up dirt behind that wall.
Orientate the line of fire towards the least populated direction.

Invite the neighbor over to the new rifle/skeet range for some shooting.
He may even be willing to help build it if he's going to get to use it.

If that is the largest single piece of property ,
they may want to try and get the zoning for a gun club.


A very fair and level headed reply.

Here in the UK guns are illegal - even the lsightly illegal ones, this comments always makes me smile. Whenever someone describes something as slightly illegal they know they are illegal.

I have enjoyed shooting in the past but it is a fantastically dangerous hobby even under the most controlled circumstances.

While I would love you to enjoy your hobby I would like you to do it safely and LEGALLY- the laws are there for a reason.

Be thankful you aren't here in the UK, you would get pretty bored pretty quickly with a slingshot and a pea shooter! Very Happy

Sorry, let me explain "slightly illegal"

Shreveport-Bossier is a pair of cities seperated only by a river, so people tend to call it... Shreveport-Bossier, because we really are like one city. Half the kids I've been going to school with live in Bossier, alot of my friends live there, etc and vice versa.

Shreveport is considered the better half, as far as society itself goes. Around he're were like... Texans, I guess. Bossier... well, generally if you see a overly redneck, stepdaughter-beating trailer trash dude walking around here, chances are he's in Bossier.

Now, to get to the ranch, you leave my house, head east, cross the Red River, and then turn south onto Barksdale, one of the "bigger" roads. From there you leave Bossier and then leave Caddo Parish itself.

The ranch we shoot on is literally on the parish line - as you turn off the main road, there is a streetsign with "Webster Parish" nailed on right under it. So, we're in Webster by about 3 feet.

Now, in Shreveport, like I said, sleazy cops. But Bossier, for all it's sleazy people, has some of the most uptight, badass, incorruptible cops I've ever seen.

Seriously, I've never seen people speed there.

Now of course, every other settled area within 30 miles has a Shreveportesque Good Ol' Boy police force.

So, when the guy threatens to "call the Sheriff", it probably means that every holiday, he sends the Sheriff a basket full of fresh deer meat, fixes the Sheriff's son's huntin' rifles when they break, or somesuch.

But the thing is - if he doesn't, and he calls the Bossier Sheriff, then we have a 75% chance of being in the clear, because the Bossier Sheriffs Do No Wrong.

But the Webster Sheriff will probably bust our chops, but the thing is, Chad's father owns a small plot of land that has oil-rig/processing equipment, and so he likes to kick back some petrol to the police force during those cold winter nights.

So assuming the Webster cops get pulled into this, it doesn't really matter if we're 18, it matters whether or not Chad's dad sent enough oil versus whether or not Dick NEighbor fixed enough broken huntin' rifles.

-

All that aside, thanks very much for the info, I guess we will proceed with caution instead of martyr guns ablazin'.
Captain Fertile
Thanks for taking the time to post such a wonderful insight to where you live.

I am from the UK and even though I have a lot of personal experience of the US I didn't think this kind of place really existed any more.

It sounds so much like a sterotype but I guess it is true, it just sounds like 1950's hicksville - amazing.

Thanks
jwellsy
Relying on politics as your main defense is a dangerous position.
Captain Fertile
After reading my previous post it may sound like I was being flippant but it was an amazing insight to a US I dodn't think still exisited. SO please don't be offended. Smile
Blaster
Well you where at least 150 yards away. In PA as long as you are 150 yards away from all buildings then you are fine. Now you guys where all safe about it. Yea them bullets will fly that far and they can deflect but its very rarely that would happen to that degree. It wouldn't deflect and go close to a mile.
Motoracer380
theoretically impossible...but the echo of a shotgun carries further then an untrained ear can hear...differntfrequencys from the vibration can cary past a mile..we just cant hear it..but if the shot had just the right sound it culd reach him and SOUND like a bullet...but actually jst be the sound traveling past him
djcaution
Quote:
So, when the guy threatens to "call the Sheriff", it probably means that every holiday, he sends the Sheriff a basket full of fresh deer meat, fixes the Sheriff's son's huntin' rifles when they break, or somesuch.


Are you serious??? I really enjoyed reading about real actual country-life in the states thanks for this.
schumway
ya it is interesting that there are some people that feel so negative about guns for no reason.

they are afraid because of the capability but fail to understand.

education goes a long way sometimes LOL
odinstag
Semi Autos are not at all illegal. The Assault weapons ban is no longer the law. That is the only way a semi can be illegal.

The guy Richard was full of crap. Bullets bouncing off and traveling much of a distance is pretty rare. Just because it can does not mean it is a regular thing. Most all handguns are so slow a bullet you cannot hear them fired that far above you. I know this from having bullets fly over my head.

This guy is a hysterical jerk. He just seems to need something to whine about.

Just be careful and if he comes on your buddy's property without asking again you should force him to leave or citizens arrest him for tresspass if he fails to leave.

Tell him to call the cops. They will find no evidence and tell him to stop harrassing you if they are not corrupt police state goons.
Zampano
harryj03 wrote:
i pwn noobs with the awp!

Fool . . .

Anyway, wanha1, you probably were right, but as I know that everything that the man had reason to fear that he could have been shot and died, he had reason to be afraid. I sure you're exaggerating the lengths from his land to yours. If you even saw the house in the direction you fired, you shouldn't have been doing it. You're lucky you didn't kill him.
HoboPelican
The simple answer to me is that if you're afraid of him calling the police, you most likely ought to just pack up and go home.

I thought it was funny that you said after the first encounter that you guys were "real" careful except for quick draw shooting and shooting the SKS as fast as you could. Doesn't sound like you were being all that careful after having a complaint in the first place. Funny thing is, just to sho you how locale changes things, most people where I live would say the shooters sounded like the rednecks. Go figure.
leafarct
cardmodel, somebody pratice?
Liambaby
So wait. You were shooting near (half a mile) to this guy's house, he asked you to stop, you carried on, told him you had stopped, and YOU were the ones who were pissed when he called you a liar?!
Say you were outside your house, and a bullet flew quite close to you. Obviously you'd be scared. You then find the people responsible and they tell you that they weren't shooting. Wouldn't you be just the tiniest bit peeved?
djcaution
yea the way I see it you just used a play on words. You said you werent shooting the rifles, but you were still shooting the shotgun. They guy just cared about shooting the guns in general not which ones.. hence he called you a liar when you said you werent shooting them
theac
wanha1 wrote:
Every two weekends or so, me and my friends go shooting out at our ranch/farmland out in Webster Parish.

It's like 2x2 square miles, three or four fields, and we usually go shooting in whatever field is farthest from the cows and the oil-drill equipment, which is usually the southern field. We shoot skeet, hay bales, and whatever we find (empty bottles, boxes, etc)

Last weekend, we were shooting. This is what we shot:

Heckler & Koch USP 9mm
.22 Revolver
.45 revolver
.38 revolver

AK-47, semi-auto (7.62 x 39)
SKS semi-auto carbine (7.62 x 39)

Marlin Model 1894 (.44)
Marlin Model 1894 (.357)
Marlin Model 1894 (.38 Special/.3Cool

Remington 870 Express (12-guage)

An assortment of other shotguns, 12, 20, 10 guage and .410 bore, but those aren't the topic of discussion.

Anyways, we were shooting as usual, which, in this field, means:

We shot the shotguns in the air, at clay pigeons.
The pistols, we shot south-southeast, at a pile of brush/tree stumps which we had targets set up in front of, near the ground.

The rifles we shot south, at a dirt pile/hay bale, with targets as well.

Anyways, the story begins about 30 minutes into our stay. I had just got done firing the Model 1894 .44 cal carbine, and was parched, so I talked to my pal Chad, and he gave me 10 bucks and asked his girlfriend (who was shooting the pistol) to take me to the nearest gas station/convencience store to pick up some dr pepper and pork rinds. All of our vehicles were at the ranchhouse and we had taken her 1995 4x4 Blazer and Ian's 2005 4x4 Avalanche, and since all the guns/ammo were sitting in his bed on the tailgate, her truck was the only one avaliable. Totally irrelevant to the story, but whatev.

As we're leaving, this dude comes up the road from the south and stops Kelly and I at the gate and gets out and is all "Who's doin' the shootin'?" We say "us", and he's like "Well, who?" ... "Sir, we are." He gives us this look like we're retarded and hops in his truck and goes down and talks to Chad, Ian, Clay, and Ashley.

(I'm going to ID everyone really quick:
Chad- owns the ranch
Kelly- his girlfriend, who is taking me to the store
Clay- our friend
Ashley- the chick who was with him, college friend
Ian- friend who owns most of the non-shotgun weaponry)

So he leaves Kelly and us at the gate, and we decide to stick around because we figured we've shot and killed somebody. They talk for a good 5 minutes to this guy (his name is Richard). Richard leaves, and I call Chad as we head on down to the store.

Chad says that apparently the guy "heard bullets flying 20 feet over his head" and asked them to stop shooting in his direction. Whatev. They switch to shooting shotguns and that's what they're doing when we get back with the dr pepper and pork rinds.

We keep shooting, Clay breaks the skeet thrower so after we toss a few dr pepper cans in the air, we set up the targets again and shoot, rreeeaaaalll carefully, into them. What doesn't hit the target, hits the ground, all bullets were accounted for (by seeing the visual impact) except twice when Chad practiced quick-draw'ing the USP (seeing how fast he can draw, fire off all 13 rounds, and be accurate) and when Clay fired off the SKS as fast as he could to see how accurate he was.

But besides those two instances, the rest of the time we stuck to the shotguns. We're all 18 and 19, and having the assault rifle and pistols was slightly illegal (They belonged to Ian's father, but we had his permission to use them)

About an hour after Clay fires off the SKS, Richard the Redneck comes back, and starts demanding we give him our pistols and rifles. Ian is a pretty big guy (he's one of those Republican, NRA guys who knows gun laws back and forth) and calmly asserts that the guy has no right. The guy starts threatening to call the Sherriff, and Chad is pretty adamant, says we haven't been shooting. The guy calls Chad a liar, to his face, and Chad's telling the guy hey, feel the rifle/pistol barrels, they're cold, we stopped shooting after you told us to quit (which is like 95% truth, except those two instances). The guy keeps at it, and it's starting to piss Chad and Ian off. You see, Chad's a country-grown boy, and the three things he values in life are his truck, his guns, and his pride. He's always super careful about things, and also super responsible, and always takes the fall when he's done something wrong. And this time he really didn't do anything wrong - it was his land, his right, and we highly doubt the bullets actually flew 20 feet above this guys head.

So the guy, Richard, calls Chad's dad. Calls Chad a liar, on the phone, to his dad, which really even bugs me - that's just a dick thing to do. Chad talks to his dad, explains what and where we were shooting, and Chad's dad starts laughing pretty loud - Chad hands the phone back to the guy, he listens intently, and the guy starts going off "Well, I'm not going to put up with your boy's lying, he shot over my house and that's that." Gave the phone to Chad, Chad says we'll stop shooting our rifles (which we have, for over an hour. Seriously.)

After he hangs up the phone, this dude rips into Chad some more. "You can lie to your Dad, but you can't bullshit me." What the ******? I mean I know we're Chad's friends and all, but in all honesty, Chad was telling the truth - we had NOT been shooting for over an hour.

After that we just packed up and left, this guy had aggravated us and threatened to call the Sherriff, which would have been awkward since we had the pistols/assault rifles. Had we not had those, or had been of age to own them, we think the Sherriff would have also laughed in this dude's face.

We drove down the south road before we locked up and left, and this is what we concluded.

1. The guy lives at least a half-mile away from the targets we were shooting at.

2. The guy's house itself, where his truck was parked, was about a mile away.

3. At the end of our land and at the beginning of his was a ton of fencing, brush, and trees.

4. Also, we were on the bottom of a shallow, small hill... but a hill nonetheless.

The guy claims he heard bullets pass 20 feet over him. We were shooting down mostly, or at best, completely horizontal (except the shotguns, of course).

So how do bullets climb from 5-7 feet to 20 feet in the air? How do they stay 20 feet in the air over the course of at least half a mile? How do we not disturb any of his neighbors? (We were the last big piece of land before a small neighborhood, of which he lived in)

We figure the guy either heard the echo (I remember hearing the SKS's echo for at least 3 or 4 seconds) or even distinguished the non-shotgun sounds and either didn't want us shooting, or didn't want the noise in the first place.

The times he confronted us were fairly inconsistent with the times we shot the non-shotguns. We figure he confronted us to try to scare us away - he threatened to call the sherriff, but if he had actually seean or heard bullets pass over him and his wife he probably would have called him the second time - if not the first. So he was probably bullshitting us (and accusing of of bullshitting him, which still pisses me off)

Anyways, it's been annoying me, so can I have some analysis here?

The longest ranged weapon was the SKS, maybe 300 yards or so, being nice.

The guy lived southwest of us.

We shot mainly directly south.

We shot no more than 180 degrees horizontal - NOT UPWARDS -AT ALL-. So the bullets somehow gained 15 feet, defying gravity.

In two weeks or so we're probably going to go out there all legal (shotguns and carbines) and repeat our firing situation, and this time get the law involved, if this guy busts our chops. I want to make sure that there's not a realistic chance we could have somehow actually shot over this guy's head. If we get the sherrif involved, and he realizes there's a snowball's chance we could have actually done what he's claiming, we can either shut this guy up or counter-charge him with trespassing and harassment (he made some really threatening remarks, as well as extremely pissing us off by repeatedly accusing us of bullshitting him)

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Sounds like fun! Very Happy
thealpha
you mean a real one?
me410
In my country Mexico, is illegal to even had a toy pistol, our dictator fears a revolution, but I love the weapons, I really wish to buy some: M-16A1, MP38/40, kar 98k, Garand, Vickers, MG-42, I only had models in 1/12, and even they are semiclandestine,
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