We could not ask for a better day . Blue sky, some cloud cover in the low seventy's .We Arrived at Camp Stasa at 9:20 where we found Mac 9 gearing up. Earlier he called out to the range and Tin Man advised him that the road was in poor condition. Nothing for a four wheel drive, but a small car might have problems. Mac 9 doesn't mind the walk. I know he like the exercise.

  He put together a long range ranger pack (to Super 6 standards). He wanted to give it a try, and see how it works on a half mile hike. This is the place to do it. One must find out how it will function under normal conditions. We offered to give him a ride but he was determined.

  Viper and I met up with Tin Man ,he spent the night.  A few others were to accompany him, but things do come up. Our old buddy the rooster started crowing about 3:20.am. Tin Man is well disciplined and showed great restraint by not blowing that bird away. This suckers spurs must be at least two inches now.

    Back to Mac 9, he only made it to the second corner and had a strap let loose. We sent a rescue vehicle to assist him. People started to file in slow but sure. We got off to a late start. Super 6 showed up and this is just one more time another  one of those S.M.V.M people stepped up to the plate and got things rolling. He said something  of a rough night . t.t.t. boys will be boys. But this did not fog his superior leader ship." Road march in fifteen minutes" he commanded. We had one patriot going for time on this march, no sluffing. Super 6 worked his way from the back of the line to the front of the line making sure our equipment was functioning properly and we were re-hydrating our selves.

  Thumper arrived with a gentleman and his two sons. He wanted the boys to learn some gun safety. Now, what better place then at Camp Stasa, with a group of law abiding citizens like us? He put up a 8x11 sheet of paper about ten feet ways off the main rifle range. He took out one of those soft air pistols. Those young boys shot better than some cops I know.

  It got to be 13:00 Hrs. Super 6 called for a  lunch break. But where is Chuck Wagon? A distress call went out. He was not going to be out this afternoon. We were on our own.

Only if Tin Man would of offed the roster. We consulted with several members of P.E.T.A. that were out to the field today. (Now that's People Eating Tasty Animals). They were unanimously  in favor. I showed the young boys what a M.R.E. was. They had no idea what a soldier ate in the field. Six broke out some chocolate chip cookies he had in his stash, they were a hit. I  couldn't coax them into trying some of my  beef stew. I wish the meal would of had one of those heaters for the M.R.E. I know I was impressed the first time I saw one.

  We geared up and headed out for a recon patrol to contact mission . Tin Man headed up alpha team and I took bravo team .both groups consisted of two four man teams. We made our way to the north west corner of the property. Suddenly Tin Man halted the group. He made contact with a enemy bunker,  an old deer blind. We gathered and openly discussed the best way to over come this obstacle. Every one had some great ideas. We felt the best way was to send two men left, two men right on a ninety degree angle not to put any one in the line of fire . The remaining four held center ground laying down simulated cover fire. Six took up residence in the commie bunker he was yelling out something at us a cross between  an Al-Qaida and a Viet Cong. We paired up each two man team, with one large rifle  308 and one small rifle 223. Scooby and I worked our way down the left side into a defensive position. Joe threw a stick smoke bomb in the bunker and flushed Six out. Scooby dropped his web gear on the count it was a little noisy, and moved in for a kill.

  We regrouped and discussed what went wrong but most of all what went right. We decided to head back the same way on a count of Thumper was on the range with the boys. Working our way back keeping five meters apart ,staggered left to right with weapons drawn steeping in the same foot prints to confuse the enemy on how many in our squad.  Six couldn't believe the stealth like movement with which we proceeded back to the range. The only sound was the half full canteen of Six. He kept telling how impressed he was with us. Thanks!!!  6.

  When we got back Six gave a hand signal class. He covered over twenty hand signals or better, most applied to our group and some not at all. This is something we really need to work on as a group.

  It was time for Scope Master and Scooby to qualify. S.M was on the line with a A.K and Scooby with a S.K.S. Scooby picked up some Winchester ammo better stuff then that wolf ammo he had last month. They both tried several times, seven out of ten for both  time after time . Could Lee be right A K's and S K S 's have a hard time qualifying at a hundred yards? Tin Man borrowed Scope Master his AR. So S.M saddled up and got ready for a another two mile walk. One must qualify with the weapon they do the walk with so off he went . Mac 9 jumped in and they finished up in thirty five minutes. Scooby gave his all ,then he ran out of the good ammo he picked up. He was so close seven out of ten numerous times, but in the end S.M pulled it off  with Tin Man's AR 15. I think it was eight or nine out of ten memory escapes me.

   Saturday night four of  our brave patriots decided to spend the night with the V.C. rooster lurking in the mist waiting to strike.  Scooby, Scrappy and little Scooby pitched a brand new tent. Very nice! The rest of the group would spend the night in the main tent.

 After the range cleared Mac 9 and I set up the new range cabinet. I need to pick up a pallet or something to set it on. I found a design flaw with the door rubbing on the ground.

   Viper and I  bid our farewell's and packed it up. We gave Mac 9 and Six a ride back to their vehicles, due to the fact of the muddy road . Last month I thought those troubles were behind us. Six got the things he need for the night and headed back to the range.

   Sunday our brave patriots awaken to the smell of sausage and eggs complements of the Livingston County group. Tin Man and B.R. (who showed up late Saturday) did some more cutting on the range. B.R did some fine tuning with his rifle. Things rapped up 13:00. Special thanks to Super Six & Mac 9 for helping me remember the events of the weekend. Lee was not kidding when he said this would be a second job. I try my best I hope it's all right.

                           

 

                         So git R done        Corporal Punishment

 

We will also be adding Thumper's write up to this posting soon.

Mark the Younger, range officer.	Thumper teaching some basics.