3 things about this.
1. Used to live on my late Grandfather's farm (1982-1989 when Ammo was still cheap) after he moved in with my Mother and we used to have big Pig Roast parties.
Prior to the drinking, the guys who helped put the thing together with me would all bring small appliances or anything that just pizzed you off during the past year. Clock radios that made you late, etc.
They would put them aside during the year for this party and we would have an "Appliance shoot" Mainly 12 gauge shotguns as my brother would announce the item from behind the barn and then throw it high into the range and it would get blasted.
Sometimes we would all miss and it would have to go up again but this was rare.
We did record albums one time and they proved to be a hoot. After a few misses it was announced the next record was "Saturday Night Fever"
That thing didn't make it 30 feet till there was nothing left of it!
Later in the day when it got hot and guys took off their shirts it was easy to see who the shooters were by the red mark on your shoulder
2. Used to have a Clothes iron hanging from a tree 25 yards away from kitchen window, if I woke up in a bad mood it would get the permanent resident kitchen gun (30-30 Winchester) treatment. after a a few blasts all that was left was the sole plate and that survived for about 18 months till the cord got hit. After living in the city for years and not being able to shoot anything, having 10 acres and neighbors who were far away and didn't care about some shooting sure helped the stress levels remain down.
Living there were the best times, did not have a TV for 4 years and it was liberating. Had the big azz stereo as I worked at the stereo store. Still remember the day I brought home the first CD player, a Yamaha and the joy of no feedback and being able to open the Harmon Kardon power amp wide open into the JBL L100T speakers.
3. Used to buy 1/24 RC cars at Goodwill for like 8.99 and have someone send those babies out and blast them, some of them would take some abuse before laying down for the death roll.
Ans someone mentioned the gravel pit, man do I miss them, lots of random dumped stuff to shoot. Once someone left a Mannequin.
Yeah.
Nowadays don't know how people afford to shoot.
Anyway thanks for the good memories and pictures.
Keith