So, the inglorious little bastards decided to try to breach my western perimeter this afternoon, and a furious shootout ensued, at which point I ran out of my Gamo Red Fire pellets.
Oh Deer Gawd, I hate changing pellets.
The Gamos were hitting as if laser guided. Great accuracy. But the last two were misses, due to shooting into thick brush.
My backup pellets are a tin of H&N Barracuda Hunter Extreme heavies.
The H&N are a flat nose, split point pellet, like this +, that functions as a hollow point for impact. They are 18.52grain loads; the Red Fires are 15.4grain.
IMO, the Red Fires are a light-medium weight pellet. The H&N are at the light, bottom of scale, of the heavyweight category (18grain to 25grain+ for .22). The Crosman pellets, for example, at 14.3grain, are in the lightweight pellet category.
So, this change in pellet weights caused some really funny reactions from the 10-Ringers. I landed short in my first shots, which just confused them. So, I tried to compensate with hold-over. But that hold-over became 4 MilDots up, and 2 dots left windage, which my brain wasn't having fun with. So, I adjusted my up turret by 2 full MilDots, which brought me back to what the hold-over was for the Gamos.
This is where the scare the crap out of the 10-Ringers began.
I was landing them in at hair splitting close, but still missing, trying to learn the new compensation. The shots are far from enough away to them that the sound dissipates, especially given the cross-wind breeze. So, the misses were causing dirt explosions right next to them, and, they were all but jumping out of their skin. That made for some funny shots.
Well, the weekend is upon us, once again. The long distance 10-Ringers will get the weekend off, and they'll forget all about todays exercise by monday.
I've kept the rear of property well secured, but, have seen a few insurgents. So, they'll be greeted this weekend, most appropriately.
