As I'm walking up to the BIG GUN table (as I call it), Aepilot Jim and Old NFO are shooting at the farthest target. Jim is spotting and NFO is the one shooting.
Aepilot Jim: You hit it in the right shoulder...
Old NFO: Got it.
Me: Uh...are you actually shooting at that critter out there?!
Both men: WHAT critter?!
Me: The one that's walking around between the tree and the haybales behind the target!
They both look up from their respective scopes.
Aepilot Jim (huffing in exasperation): That damn llama is out there again!
Old NFO: I'll tell FarmDad.
I sigh in relief, until I realize that I have to wait to try the Barrett until the llama is herded out of range.
Me: Dammit!
3 comments:
fucking llamas!
Wish I was there!
Just like the drama llama to ruin a good time.
THOTpd
Yep, Drama Llama 'almost' became a literal drama... 60x spotting scopes are NOT good for scanning, and I was concentrating on trying to make a 700 yard shot with 20+ knots of wind... sigh
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