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  1. 21 points
    Sorry, but you are wrong. The #1 reason we don't see the stuff that we did 15-20 years ago is because the majority of the shooters barely have the energy to walk back to their cars. Thats not a rip, it's a fact. The shooting population has aged. I'd crawl under a wagon or shoot from a claw foot bath tub and do it with a smile on my face. More specifically the matches here in Mi are not catering to top shooters........they are being put on by top shooters. Rockford, Hastings, Scottville, Sucker Creek, Saginaw.......all being produced by top shooters who work thier butts off for the game. Not to mention we would not have our state shoot if it were not for the group of "top shooters" that volunteered a enire week of their time to work like dogs so others can have fun. If a match was set today like we did back in the day 75% of the shooters would think they were on another planet because they never experienced it. When I started it was common to leave the club driveway at 4pm........nowadays keep anybody past 1:30 and you will get hung. Pretty sick and tired of seeing "top shooters" getting blamed for the perceived demise of the game when time and age is the biggest factor we are fighting.
  2. 17 points
    I have debated whether or not to post something like this. If there is interest, I may continue and add something each weekend. Anyway, something Smokestack said on another post rang a bell and I thought I'd put this out there. He said something along the lines of "Speed is harder to learn than accuracy." I'm sure that's not an exact quote, but close enough. He's absolutely right. This is a game of speed, then accuracy. We're not punching holes in targets at 25 yards and trying to shoot tight groups. We're shooting big targets that are close. To shoot fast, you have to break out of your comfort zone. You'll feel like you can't control where the bullets go. And you will feel like you can't see the sights. You might even be right on those. And that's ok. Essentially, what you're doing is shooting faster than you can see. Your eyes are like every other muscle in your body. When you work out, you get stronger. Your eyes are the same. So shoot faster than you can comfortable see the sights. As you do this, you're really teaching yourself to see faster. Your eyes will catch up and then you'll find your sights at this new speed, and you'll reliably hit targets at this new, and faster, speed. Then do it again. Getting faster isn't a gradual thing that just happens. It requires effort and some practice. Break out of your comfort zone and give it a try. Sure, you'll miss more at the beginning. But you will get faster and the hits will return.
  3. 12 points
    Yesterday I showed up at a match with my brand new, Coyote Cap Signature IAC 97, with no scratches, perfect blueing and beautiful wood. So, guess what. I got a compliment on the looks of my ……….. rifle! A fellow cowboy liked the varnish-removed, oil-stained, beat-up look of my old 73 that I’ve been shooting in SASS matches for 20 years. He didn’t notice the new 97. You gotta love what we value and what goes on in Cowboy Action Shooting. 20 years and still loving this game. Tex Fiddler
  4. 11 points
    Over the last three years I’ve built gun carts for Smokestacks oldest and youngest sons after losing a bet to both of them. The middle son Hay Kid is an active CAS participant also and I was thinking he felt kind of left out so instead of making a bet I told him that he could just come down to my shop this last summer and he could help me start the build on his cart. Well he came down and brought his older brother Tater The Kid with him and they spent a week down at my shop. Hay Kid wanted a roll top kind of like the one that his younger brother and I built that won Best Gun Cart at EOT this summer. He chose cherry and ambrosia (beetle killed) maple for the lumber choices. I came up with a new slimline roll top design and it opens and closes with one finger. This cart also features the new wheel that I really like because the spokes are much easier to build, although there are four more of them per cart. Double Diamond did all of the leatherwork and I think you’ll all agree that he did an outstanding job. The medallion on the front of the chest really jumps out at you in real life. Thank you DD. D1142B2D-0724-455F-AE86-0C9D013D4C25.mov
  5. 11 points
    couldn't get him to open his pretty gold eyes....
  6. 11 points
    No! I took one of the first ROI classes from Quick Cal, the creator of the ROI classes and as a TG, I listened to him at the Summit. He was adamant that the TO was an advocate for the shooter. I agreed. Although the TO should not overrule counters on misses, he should state what he saw if it differs from their call. Remember, don't be a hard a$$ and BOD to the shooter! Regards, Allie Mo
  7. 11 points
    Quite a few of you know my son as Fret Maverick. He spent a year shooting with me and then wrote a book about it, "The Cowboy Year." While he has not been competing recently he says he wants to get back into it, but raising two teenage girls and making a living seems to get in the way. He has continued to write. He enjoyed playing cowboy, but baseball will always be his main interest. His work has been recognized by the Hall of Fame in Cooperstown. A couple of months ago he presented some of his work at a conference there. He could never get in as a player, but made it as an author under his real name, Ethan D. Bryan!! He was hired by "Baseball Seams Co.” a baseball memorabilia company that makes things out of old baseballs, to write a book showing how baseball still unites all of us. The book, titled America At The Seams, has been published and just released within the past week; 50 stories, one from each state, not about the pros but about fans and non-professional players. This is not an advertisement; no links to other places. If you are interested in books and baseballs and memorabilia, you can use a search engine to find those things. I just wanted to brag a bit as a father and bring you up to date on a fellow SASS shooter's recent accomplishments. Thanks for being patient with me!
  8. 10 points
    Quite a few people have been asking me for a video that shows the technique I use for running a rifle at speed. I finally remembered the other day to set up and get the right angle where you could actually see. So for those interested, here is how I do it. https://youtu.be/eYQBgi0TRGU
  9. 10 points
    Its gone away because SASS Clubs are Catering to the Top Shooters . This stuff all takes time , and the top shooters dont like that . Just telling it The way it is . Rooster
  10. 10 points
    Not surprised at all. Big city police chiefs serve at the pleasure of the mayor and will espouse whatever stupid philosophy emanates from the fetid bowels of City Hall.
  11. 10 points
    I never had a problem with Phantom personally, for whatever reason he never got around to calling me 'stoopid'. I see him on facebook relatively frequently and he hasn't changed. If someone holds an opinion that differs from his he attacks, mocks, and pretty quickly the 'stoopid' stick comes out. I don't miss him or his comments.
  12. 10 points
    I hate mice. Not the Microsoft kind. The other ones. This is a mouse story from... about 1988 or '89, as I recall: The Giant Mouse of Solano County Hardpan Curmudgeon “We have a mouse.” With that simple, four-word phrase, my missus made a compound declaration: 1). We have a problem. By “we,” the meaning was “I” have a problem, therefor “WE” have a problem. 2). I (meaning Lisa) was not happy; therefore YOU (meaning me) had a sudden and pressing priority in life. And… 3). I (now meaning me), was responsible for addressing the situation post haste. All in all, I couldn’t blame her. Few people harbor a stronger dislike for mice than me. The diminutive representative of the Order of Rodentia and I have a long and antagonistic history that I will not elaborate on here. So… “No problem!” I declared. I immediately procured a “new old stock” Victor mousetrap from a box in the garage, baited it with the never-fail, irresistible combination of bread and Skippy Peanut Butter (Crunchy, of course!), and placed it strategically in front of the refrigerator – the site of the “mouse sign” discovered by Lisa. Now… just a matter of waiting and the problem would be solved! With that, Lisa and I set about our respective nighttime routines – me puttering about for a bit then changing into my jammies and climbing in to bed; Lisa changing into scrubs and packing her “lunch” for work – the night shift in the Emergency Room of the local hospital. [Note – for some reason, they don’t seem to like the term “graveyard shift” in hospitals!] Eventually, I had tucked myself in, was snuggled cozily in bed reading a book when Lisa walked in to give me a quick smacker and wish me “goodnight” before heading off to deal with the results of the latest session of the Vallejo Friday Night Knife and Gun Club. Just as she was about to leave, we heard a definitive “Snap!” from the kitchen. With a gleeful smile, she declared “You got your mouse!” I sprang out of bed and we darted into the kitchen to claim our prize. But… Huh! Where the heck’s the mousetrap?? It was gone! After a moment of searching, we found it across the room, behind the roll-away dishwasher. Empty. What the heck? Suddenly… “Shh!” Lisa said. “I hear ‘im!” “Huh? You hear him? What… squealing in agony?” “No! I hear him walking! Now ‘Shh’!” “Don’t be silly. You can’t hear a mouse walking – they’re quiet as a mouse! That’s why they call ‘em ‘Mice!’” “No! I HEAR him!” she declared, and with me closely following, walked across the kitchen and stepped down into the laundry room, snapping on the light as she did so. She paused, listening intently, then leaned over the washer and dryer, lifting the re-chargeable flashlight from its cradle and shined it behind the appliances, playing the beam over the area where I had been repairing a wall. “There he is!” she declared. I looked over her shoulder, just in time to see the last nine inches or so of an ugly, bare, tapered tail drawn into a hole in the plastered area. After a moment of stunned gazing, I turned and opened the back door. “Where ya going?” Lisa asked. “To the garage to get a gun! That ain’t no mouse… that’s the biggest bleeping RAT I’ve ever SEEN!” Well, I fetched my pellet gun in to the house, loaded it, and propped it next to the bed. Lisa left for work, and I crawled back into bed, destined for a night of poor sleep and dreams of myself in an Alamo-type setting, surrounded by the entire Rodent Corps. And feeling envious of The Boy Who Drew Cats. We actually had three cats at the time, but I felt quite sure that if they encountered The Beast, they would be single-handedly outnumbered, outclassed, and possibly in mortal danger. Come to think of it, even our two dogs, Woody and Sandie, would likely be the underdogs in such a meeting. Bright and early the next morning, I arose, dressed, and by the time Lisa found her way home had made a trip to the hardware store for a Victor RAT trap. One of the BIG ones that could break fingers and toes. When she arrived, I proudly showed her where I’d set the trap – baited with bread and peanut butter, of course – behind the washer and dryer, evidently his choice of entrance and egress. We were safe! That evening, we were sitting on the sofa, enjoying a superb supper of Chinese take-out and watching Jeopardy on TV. My pellet rifle leaned against the nearby door frame. Woody and Sandy lounged on an area rug, each with a chew toy, and a couple of cats lazed about nearby. About halfway through the meal, Lisa’s head suddenly swiveled to me and with a burst of anxiety she asked “Where do you think that giant mouse might be right now?” Kinda resenting having my supper and Jeopardy interrupted with a silly question, I rejoined with “Oh, ya never know…! Why, he might be right behind this very couch at this very moment!” “OH! We better look!” Drat. Why couldn’t I have kept my mouth shut until after supper? “Okay. We’ll look right after we’re done eating and after Jeopardy’s over.” “NO!” she said, an expression of alarm and anxiety plastered across her face. “We need to look NOW!” Recognizing from her tone that supper was officially over – at least until I demonstrated that we were safe – I sighed, and said “Oh Hell. All right. You stand over by the end of the sofa; I’ll lean over, grab the back, and when I pull and lean it toward me, you look.” “Okay! Let’s do it!” She leaped to her feet and scurried to the end of the sofa. I sighed again, stood, turned around, leaned over and grasped the back of the piece. “Ready?” I asked. “Yes! Let’s do it NOW!” I shook my head, and leaned back, lifting the furnishing away from the wall as Lisa bent and over with her flashlight on, peering into the freshly opened cavern. She gasped, let out a most un-humanlike shriek, then screamed “THERE HE IS! OMIGAWD, THERE HE IS!” I yelped and dropped the couch. Lisa screamed, and the BEAST charged from it’s no-longer secluded hidey-hole. Sandie started ‘Yipe-yipe-ing’ and running in circles. Woody stood and ‘Woofed!” a bit, unable to focus on the high-speed action with his cataract clouded eyes but still wanting to contribute. The two cats sprang up and hissed and yowled. I snatched up my pellet gun, but was unable to “draw a bead” on the not-so wee beastie in the cyclone of wife, rat, cats and dogs – despite her repeated screamed commands to “Shoot it! Shoot it!” Oh crap. I tossed the pellet rifle onto the love seat, grabbed the fireplace shovel, and joined the chase, with each whap! just missing sending the creature off to Cheeseland. Finally, and to my utter amazement, it seemed to dive right through the louvered sheet metal of the furnace, and disappeared into the wall. I studied that fixture at length afterward, and never did understand how it could squeeze in; seemed as unlikely as a horse fitting in to the doghouse. But it did. After a few minutes, the tempest of wife, cats, and dogs waned with exhaustion. Three or four of us flopped onto the couch; the others pretty much dropped where they found themselves, everyone panting and all eyebrows raised. “Well… obviously, he has more than one entry point!” I said. Eventually we returned to our normal evening routine. Lisa went off to work, I went to bed, and all the critters slept with one eye open, except for frequent nighttime patrols. I seem to recall having joined them in a couple of those patrols that night… Next morning it was back to the hardware store. This time I stocked up on an additional half-dozen Victor rat traps. The BIG ones; the ones that can break fingers or toes. I baited ‘em and studiously placed them all in places the “not-so wee beastie” could wander, but where the cats and dogs would not. And placed two of ‘em behind the sofa, back-to-back, to cover both possible directions of entrance. Lisa came home from the “office,” and I showed her the locations of the traps. She had a short nap, then up for the day, as she was off that night and wanted to be able to sleep. We did Sunday kind of things, and saw no sign of the Beast. A nice Sunday supper, watched TV and read for a while, then off to bed. She would have Monday off, but I had a long day ahead of me. Read our books for a while, said our “goodnights,” then lights off. Just starting to doze when suddenly there was a loud “SNAP!” just on the other side of the wall by our heads – where the sofa was located. Immediately, there was a very audible squealing… abruptly silenced by a second “SNAP!” “OMIGOSH! We GOT ‘im!” I said. We both bounded out of bed; I grabbed a softball bat and Lisa a flashlight, and we cautiously made our way into the living room, flipping on lights as we went. She positioned herself in a line with the sofa – but not too near – while I grabbed an armrest and pulled the furnishing away from the wall. “There he is!” she exclaimed. “And he’s DEAD!” I looked… and sure ‘nuff, he was done in. It took two full-sized Victor rat traps – the BIG ones that can break fingers and toes – to bring him down, but he was a goner. “Okay,” I said. “I’ll be right back! I’m gonna go get a garbage bag and a shovel and we’ll get him outta here.” I did, and we did… we both remarked on his size and coloring. Not only was he HUGE (we estimated about six pounds), but oddly colored. If he was a horse, I would have called him a “paint.” Multi-colored; actually quite handsome, as giant mouses go. But we slept well that night – all of us… the intruder was no more, and the danger was past. Next day: Just before noon my desk phone rang. I answered, and it was Lisa. “Well,” she said, “I’ve spent all morning cleaning – hitting every place that creature could have been with a strong bleach solution. “And guess what!” “Uh… I give up… What?” I asked. “Well,” she continued. “I moved the entertainment center away from the wall [no mean feat for a girl – that thing was heavy!]. And… there was another one, dead in the trap you’d put there!” Oh CRAP! Was there a colony of the animals? Hopefully it was only a mating couple, and hopefully we’d gotten ‘em before they mated! A few days later, Thursday, as I recall, I had a call from Lisa. “Guess what?” she asked. “Oh no…” I groaned. “Don’t tell me we have another ‘visitor!’” “Nope.” She said. She continued, “I was outside with the dogs when Merle [our next door neighbor] looked over the fence. I was talking to him for a while, when he suddenly asked ‘Hey, Lisa – you haven’t seen any rats around, have ya? My two pet Fancy Rats got out last week and I haven’t seen ‘em since!’” “Oh no… you didn’t tell ‘im, did ya?” “Oh HECK no! Poor guy – but now we know!” We sure did. Postscript: About a month later, Lisa called me at work. “Guess what?” she asked. “I’m almost afraid to ask… but go ahead” I said. “Well…” she continued. “Merle saw me over the fence a few minutes ago… and asked if we could keep our eyes open – his pet boa constrictor got out and – ” “Lisa – Call the realtor!” * * * * *
  13. 9 points
  14. 9 points
    So gave Outlaw a go and had a blast!! Didn't do worth a snot but boy is that fun, will be shooting it again this weekend with Jimmie Gunfighter. If you haven't shot a match Outlaw you should give it a try sometime you just might like it.
  15. 9 points
    Congrats to JED I KNIGHT. Possum Skinner and I (JEDI Council Members) have picked a well deserved Cowboy for this recognition this year. There have been times where the JEDI GF of the YEAR was recognized for efforts and achievements during the stated year. Then there are those GFer's who have an impressive and lengthy resume that really show their seemingly total involvement in SASS/CAS. Such is the case with JED I KNIGHT. 2002 to Current: Webmaster for... NorthwestCowboyActionShooting.org 2005 to Current: Board Member of the Jefferson State Regulators 2007 to Current: President of the Table Rock Rangers 2010 to Current: Territorial Gov. Hawkinsville Claim Jumpers 2007 to 2017: Oregon State Frontier Cartridge Gunfighter Champion 2012 to 2014: Oregon State Black Powder Match Cap 'n' Ball Gunfighter Champion 2017: Northwest Regional Frontier Cartridge Gunfighter Champion PRESENTLY: President of the Table Rock Rangers in White City, OR. Territorial Gov. Table Rock Rangers Territorial Gov. Hawkinsville Claim Jumpers, Yreka, CA. JED I KNIGHT has assisted in the creation, set-up and operation of several local, annual and state level CAS matches. AND.... Host, Creator, Star, Editor, Cameraman, receptionist and Janitor of JED iTV. Congratulations on this well deserved recognition. SASS and CAS has benefitted greatly with your involvment and dedication. ..........Widder
  16. 9 points
  17. 9 points
    We began doing the fun stuff before the beep because of similar complaints. "This is a shooting competition not an arcade game." And as we continue to evolve, the sequences have been minimized, the targets are so close you can spit on them, they are so big that Ray Charles could shoot a clean match and on and on. The fasted thumb is now the winner. Lord help us if we make it a challenge that requires the shooter to aim.
  18. 9 points
    My favorite sword fight scene: I just couldn’t help myself...
  19. 9 points
    He attacked me a couple of times, but I was willing to fight back. The problem was that he reserved his most vicious attacks for those who couldn't or wouldn't fight back. The Wire is a better place without that.
  20. 9 points
    It is a shame that a newcomer, asking an honest question, is derided because he asked a question. The search function is not always that easy to navigate. If you know an answer, but don't want to answer because the question has been asked and answered many times. THEN DON'T ANSWER! No need to strut your superior knowledge that you are not willing to share, and maybe putting off a newcomer. I moderate a Texas HS sports forum. trust me, the SASS wire is tame compared to that hot mess. My advice on there when folks become argumentative is "just because a jackass brays at you, it doesn't mean you have to bray back"
  21. 9 points
    On the flip side. One excellent way to restrict concealed carry is through training. Make it very rigorous and more expensive. That way the poor and those who need defense the most will not have it. Isn't that great! That being said, I encourage all to get as much training and experience as possible. I just prefer to let the open market handle it with shooters encouraging and teach shooters. So I hope we can get the law to pass. I also like the suppressor effort, but I will gladly take whatever we can accomplish, one step at a time.
  22. 9 points
    Spent the day putting up something that has not been out for many a years when Mom was still alive. Took a bit of work on the wood putting it together and had to find some old bulbs that would work. But got it done. Now for the interesting part, that is the original wood on the covering along with the manger, and that is the original paint on the Nativity Scene. All of which is this year 60 years old. Still looking good. Mom and Dad would be proud, but at least both are now with the Savior.
  23. 9 points
    Regardless of the 'rules" I wouldn't set any rifle or pistol KD's that heavy. IMHO it should be a it or miss issue more than a power factor issue. I set ours so 22 takes em' down..........makes for happier shooters.
  24. 9 points
  25. 8 points
    Howdy, I wanted to relay what I learned so that other fairly new shooters won't make the same mistakes. I've been reading the Wire for about 4 years or so. For one reason of another I've only shot about 12 matches in all that time. Life gets in the way. Anyhow, at one of the last matches there were pistol targets really close. I lined up on the targets and missed three times! I felt just terrible. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to find out what I was doing wrong. Took both sets of pistols to the range to shoot on paper in a nice warm, no pressure environment. They are a pair of Blackhawks and a pair of Vaqueros. Setting the paper out at seven paltry yards, I couldn't shoot a decent group. Made sure not to flinch, push or pull. Shots were all over the place. All on the target, but not grouped. One Blackhawk shot consistently low, right. I went home with my targets and thought this through. I had loaded my own .38 rounds, middle of the published range with 125gr bullets. So, I gathered up what powders I had. Some Clays, some Red Dot and some Trail Boss. Had three different weights of bullets, 105gr, 125gr, and 158gr. So, I loaded in increments, light to heavy using combinations of powder and bullet weights and headed back to the indoor range. I went through quite a few targets. But, I found what amount of powder shot the tightest group with what weight bullet, closest to point of aim, with manageable recoil. I found some surprises, like with one powder the 105gr bullet shot the tightest groups with a specific amount of powder, with repeatable results. I found for me, a little more recoil is better than almost no recoil. A little more better than a little less. But most important, I found that I had no idea where my guns were shooting! That one Blackhawk needed a rear sight adjustment, but I didn't know it. So, while I can't give much advice, I can tell newer shooters this. Go print some shots on paper. You can't expect to put your shots where you want them if you don't know where your guns shoot to start with.
  26. 8 points
    Well, there you have it. The classic argument between those who's idea of fun is a shooting competition without distractions, and those who like to mix it up with unusual stuff. Here is my pal Wild Bill Blackerby with his pet chicken Bertha. That's Saguaro Jack on the left. Bertha still gets dragged out for stages every once in a while, you usually have to carry her from shooting position to shooting position. One of my favorite stages of all time was the one we called 'You said all you can eat!' You had to carry a plate of food from one shooting position to the next. We don't sit on play horses anymore, too many of us our too old and too fat. But I used to really love the stage where you were in a jail cell and on the beep you had to pull a lever to get out of the cell before you could start shooting. It was really a pretty elaborate jail cell. That was part of the problem with these stages, sometimes the equipment had to be pretty elaborate. Another favorite was the one where we had to shoot 'snakes' past a line on the ground. The snakes were sections of garden hose. They would really jump when you blasted them with a shotgun. Different strokes for different folks. Some guys just want to shoot, others, like me, don't give a hoot about how fast we shoot and just like to fool around.
  27. 8 points
    Hello Blackwater, I appreciate your candid response and using your limited computer time on it Please do not take any of the following comments personally or negatively. I like you (sorry if that ruined your standing on the forums) and appreciate your comments. I think you are a good-hearted man (even though you don't like cats ). I am just using your post as an opportunity to spill what is in my heart. I do not like all of our rules and discussion of them is always welcome. After all, we wouldn't have had a change in the dropped ammo rule or Rank Point Scoring if they had not been discussed. However, it must remain polite. If the expectation of politeness is too PC for someone, I suggest they go elsewhere as that will not change. I've mentioned this many times; when I first started shooting (1999), I came to the Wire and did not like the ambiance. I felt that rudeness was rampant. None of it was directed at me as I just lurked. However, it made me uncomfortable. When I became a Moderator, I wanted to put a stop to that. I do not want to hear that "the Wire isn't SASS and SASS isn't the Wire" anymore. It is our face to the outside world. I do not feel that being polite is PC. I believe it is just the right thing to do when you are in a world with strangers looking in. I have been criticized for over- and under-moderating. It is difficult to hit a "happy medium." I will keep trying, despite the hate I receive. It really saddens me to read about "The Cowboy Way" when some of the same people espousing that creed feel that it is okay to show hate toward the Moderators for trying to keep the forums polite and other members for disagreeing with them.. Regards, Allie
  28. 8 points
    I don't think the Wire has had a mass exodus. Are there less topics posted? Yes. Are there less arguments? Yes. The "problem" is we have less to argue about. First off, we've had a number of previously hot topics removed by rules being changed. Rank Points vs. Total Time is probably the best example, but another example is we no longer have the penalty for picking up dropped ammo. If I spent some time thinking about it I could come up with more things we used to cuss and discuss, but the moral of the story is many of the things that the majority of people wanted to see changed eventually got changed. Most all of the dead horses have been fed to the hounds so there's nothing to fight about. Like them or not, WTC threads have resulted in a lot of people learning more about the rules including the nuances/clarifications of certain commonly misunderstood rules. I personally used to post way more often and many of those posts were on WTC threads. Now by the time I see a WTC thread, multiple people have replied to the thread with the CORRECT answer. People are getting edge-u-ma-cated. I also used to post a good deal in defense of someone who was being jumped on by what I called Wire Professionals. Typically the person being jumped on was a newbie. What a shame that was! We've all heard that it's easier to catch flies with honey than with vinegar. I'm definitely in that camp and am happy to see that the Wire Professionals of today seem to be in the same camp. It seems to me that what is happening is the Wire is finally beginning to be SASS. It's taking on the same persona as we see at the range. I guess it's a bit boring if you're sitting at a keyboard instead of shooting, but I think that's a good thing.
  29. 8 points
    I shoot regularly in one of smallest, if not THE smallest official categories in SASS...not to win an award, but to challenge myself and to have fun....and I spend as much to attend a match as any other shooter there....why should I have to change my normal category and have less fun simply because no one else wants to play with me?? It's not like I haven't tried to get other ladies interested.....not my fault if no one else wants to put in the extra effort to shoot LFCGF......
  30. 8 points
    As I seem to have an opinion about everything - if SOMEONE wanted to take on the task of making ONE post weekly - monthly, etc. That says, Yahoo and WELCOME to the new SASS members that joined SASS/ The Wire/ Whatever in a given time frame - GREAT. But we honestly don't need multiple threads ongoing. I think it is ok to move non cowboy shooting related topics - but they need a suitable place to go. My take on the saloon was it was for "fun" - things that may be cowboy; but not necessarily shooting (jokes, poetry, wordy words, etc.) A lot of us are shooters or gun folks beyond just cowboy - Perhaps a non SASS firearms forum could be a decent catch all for gun stuff that is not cowboy? The printed word is a challenging medium to convey intent, tone and inflection. And yes, perhaps folks may become engaged or inflammatory - but our number one priority should never be civility at the cost of open discourse. The position of "If this offends ANYONE - it is offensive to everyone" is a slippery slope. IMO the moderators could work with a lighter touch You've not failed - you've set an unreasonable goal. SASS is not the wire - because of the very fact that the SASS wire and SASS shooting are two very different pursuits. The range is camaraderie and competition - there is very little debate or excited interchange of ideas because that's simply not what we are doing there. On the wire; we are here specifically to interact verbally / exchange ideas/ debate methods and theories/ put forward our ideas and examine/ evaluate them against others. Can these discussion become heated (and in a way rarely seen on the range)? Of course, but usually because of passions and deeply held beliefs that only come out during debate and enthusiastic interactions. SASS is NOT the Wire and the Wire is NOT SASS - because they are different. The Wire is an incredibly friendly place. One of the first places I turned after I lost my Father was the Wire. When we lost our family dog - the Wire was where I unloaded my heartache. I have argued for - against and about, unloaded on, insulted and been insulted by, debated, discussed, yelled and been yelled at, cried with and comforted by my FRIENDS on the Wire. It is only with irritation that a oyster turns sand into a pearl. Without that irritant - we are denied that beauty. Ill take a little bit of annoying for the prize that is the Wire.
  31. 8 points
    Well, at least they did not move you to the Events Wire. No one reads that.
  32. 8 points
    I'm afraid you have this a little bit backwards... Your failure to have seen or heard a hit is NOT the shooters responsibility. By your system - if you are attacked by bees, diarrhea or your hair catches fire while you are a spotter - the shots you miss seeing hit are misses? Your job as a spotter is to count misses. This ensures the shooter is ALWAYS receiving the correct and directed benefit of a doubt. If you don't SEE the MISS - its a hit. If you are judging shooters by a "I have to be convinced the HIT happened" mindset - you are doing it wrong.
  33. 8 points
    “Follows you to the kitchen” is better than “leading you”. Three steps, stop to see if you are following< repeat.
  34. 8 points
    That should never be a reason to stop someone from attempting it. When I first started out, folks would say things like "get a ruger. Nobody shoots Colts." I didn't listen. Folks said get an Uberti, not a winchester. I didn't listen and got a new one and an original. Folks would say shoot smokeless, BP is just too much work. I didn't listen. Now folks are telling me don't get a 10 gauge shotgun cause nobody uses them for a reason. I guess I am just not very good at listening. But I am very good at having a lot of fun in this game.
  35. 7 points
    Catering to the top shooters of our game is not the reason fun things have waned at matches and is an unfair assessment of a match director's intent without intrinsic justification. In fact, I would go so far as to say big, fast, and close has more to do with running a big match efficiently and catering to more marginal competitors. Shooter demographics, safety concerns, and large match logistics play a much larger role in organizing an event. I've yet to see a top shooter complain about any on or off clock activity. They assess the challenge and address it as an integral aspect of the stage. Are the big and close matches for the benefit of top shooters or are they designed to make the match more fun for a broader spectrum of competitors? I believe the latter to be true. The good ole days were indeed a lot of fun so some club's are having legacy or throw back matches once a year or so as a tribute to our early beginnings. Attendance at these throwback matches is usually very good so they will continue. As in all things in life, a compromise of mixing the old with the new makes for an equatable balance so most folks will enjoy their experience to the fullest extent. Can all people be pleased all the time? There will always be those naysayers that have someone else to blame for something but from my saddle, life is what you make of the challenges you are faced with. Are there things I would like to be different? Sure but not enough to keep me away from the game. I pick and choose the matches I attend to make the most of my experience whether it is a legacy match, fast and close, or a national venue. The top competitors are the least of my concerns when attending a match. I applaud their dedication and drive to be the best they can be.
  36. 7 points
    My observation of various Post: 1. WHY do some use the word 'argument' when it would be more appropriate to use the word 'discussion points'. I haven't seen anyone arguing but I have read some good discussion points and opinions. 2. I find it humorous that many will make a comment about how they only want to shoot their Cowboy guns and have fun. Some state that they are not there to be competitive and some don't even care about their score (time). Well, if they are there just to shoot and have fun, why does it matter if they shoot at a close target or a distant target? And if they are there just to shoot their old Cowboy guns and thumb their hammer doubles, then why does it matter if there is no knife throwing contest or tomahawk chucking contest involved. Why should it matter if a stick horse is involved in the stage or not? I think I understand what most folks are stating, but some of the comments are contradicting. I think those who are blaming 'fast shooters' for any 'perceived' demise of OUR game is greatly misleading. Its as misleading as trying to give credit to slow shooters for the growth of OUR game. This I learned a few years back..... if you and ample members of your club want a particular personality of a match setup, get involved. Write your stages and show up for setup day. Find out what members are also capable of and willing to do. If you want 3 stages and hang around all day shooting 3 stages with multiple reloads in rifle AND pistols, then do it. It will quickly become an 'all man' shooting club. If you want 5-6 stages and hang around most of the day with minimal relaods, then do it. This will entice many of the ladies and kids to stay involved. If you want 10 stages of fast, stand and deliver and be home by noon...... then do it. This would probably have the same effect as the 3 stage match. I've been enjoying this years setups by Jackalope and Anita Margarita. Targets are big and usually about 6 yds for pistol, but Jackalope uses some neat and fun props. It allows the shooter to shoot as fast as they are capable, yet interjects some 'other' stuff that isn't based on luck or bonuses. Anyhow, this is just my 'discussion' points. The rest of you can 'argue' about it if you want. Merry Christmas. And as Barney Fife use to say: "Keep A Good Thought". ..........Widder
  37. 7 points
    I always love the line chance has no place in a shooting competition? Seriously? When was the last time anyone got paid at awards? This is all about fun. It might not be fair to people.. life isn't fair. Short people deal with being short every day, I should know.. I'm short. Tall people have their own struggles. Being different from other shooting sports is what brought many of us to sass. Shooting sub 13 second stages is cool. I did a jig the first time I did. But it gets old fast. The stages we remember and talk about are very rarely the fast ones. It's the times bubba missed the easy target with a rope or when Sally was able to shoot under a prop and beat everyone tall on the stage who had to shoot over it. The day when all the fun/silly stuff leaves sass is the day the ideals that founded sass dies. And quite frankly I doubt the sport would survive it.
  38. 7 points
    It's at the Georgia Piedmont Regulators. We almost always have "props" or kookie lines. There was one stage from "Oh Brother Where Art Thou" where you had to carry a stuffed frog from Shooting position to shooting position. Or "TRAIN!" (Our version of "Airplane!" where the shooter had to start with his arm around the RO and say the line "Have you ever seen a grown man naked?" Or the "Rocky Western Picture Show" where you had to wear a cape and do "The Time Warp" . Another stage on that match you had to start holding a newspaper over your head while other people use squirt guns, or threw rice. Or my favorite, "Monty Python and the Holy Grail meets Bonanza". You had to use a sword to defeat the Black Knight It just takes "THE WILL" to do it!
  39. 7 points
    You've ask 2 separate questions. Who is my favorite and Who do I think does the best portrayal. My favorite is Val Kilmer. The best portrayal, in my opinion, was 'Quaid'. I think its Dennis Quaid. ..........Widder
  40. 7 points
    I read all the WTC's, they make me think and help understand the correct call. I TO quite a bit and I like to know the correct call. I just ignore the next 2 pages after PaleWolf has given the answer. There are posts I have no interest in but as you said I just don't open them. I don't see a need for many changes I just ignore what I don't want to read. Randy
  41. 7 points
    I have a question: Why does this concern you so much? I put it there because the Wire gets WAY more traffic than any other SASS forum. Typical “Pins” are left a month and some a few months but others can and will remain indefinitely. The reason it was pinned was because it was a possible serious safety issue and most folks here do have other guns and shooting hobbies that this info may be helpful to. The funny thing is I did plan to move it to FAQ on Dec. 1st. If I do move it, it will not be because of a bunch of complaints. The last thing I would ever want to see here on the Wire is a posting of regret by a person that had an incident with a recalled firearm and found out about a recall after the injury of themselves or a loved one. Of course, we are all about safety here in SASS and CAS, are we not? Or is it that we are selective in regards to “safety”? These are hypothetical questions. I do not require an answer...nor do I really want one, to be honest.
  42. 7 points
    I pinned the thread about the .22 recall. I pinned it because it was a safety issue and many folks here actually do shoot other firearms besides cowboy guns.
  43. 7 points
  44. 7 points
    In this day and age, I could list many things that I am wishful for. Many others that worry me and cause me concern. However, today is a day for giving thanks, for looking at our blessings and not those ill's that plague us. So, in that spirit: First and foremost, I am thankful for my health, and the health of my family. I am incredibly thankful for my wife of 27 years, and our two wonderful daughters. I am thankful that we are able to keep a roof over our heads, and food on our table. I am thankful we still have so many of the freedoms we do. I am thankful that I am able to have the beliefs I do, despite the fact that they are a decided minority. I am thankful for those who have served, for those who continue to answer the call to serve, and the fact I was able to serve. I am thankful for my close friends, and those whom I consider friends despite having barely met, or not met at all. I am even thankful for being able to let those I consider friends here know I value their camaraderie, Finally, I am thankful I have another day, that I might be able to make a positive impact in my life, and maybe the life of another. Happy Thanksgiving, my friends.
  45. 7 points
    I'd recommend the loading room eliminate all distractions. No beer (sigh), no computer, no media playing. Reloading, even for someone who does have the 50 years of experience, needs to be done as close to 100% right as you can do it. good luck, GJ
  46. 7 points
    I have an idea of how you can. Simply draw up a legally binding document between you and SASS that states you'll be financially responsible for any and all mishaps that were caused by improper load data being published on The Wire.
  47. 7 points
    I'm with CC on this. T/O should have offered a restart, rather than tell the shooter to keep going (improper coaching)... even though the SQUIB procedures state: RO2 p.8 Directing the shooter to "continue on..." with 50 seconds in penalties before a round has gone downrange is not, IMO, the intent of the squib-handling procedures. It obviously refers to a squib that occurs MID-STAGE. REF: RO3 p.7 The shooter should have been offered a reSHOOT after finishing the stage at the T/Os mis-direction.
  48. 7 points
    he SHOULD have been offered a re-start,, instead of teilling the shooter to advance, but since he wasn't, a re-shoot should have been offered... because of improper coaching
  49. 7 points
    Around the turn of the century, journalism became a business. Rather than a Fourth Estate which was dedicated to reporting facts it became a money making, powerful force able to influence the populace by printing stories that inflamed passions, appealed to the prurient nature, and manipulated an uninformed public. It continued to deteriorate into the electronic media we have today. The 24 hour news cycle that developed during the Iran Hostage situation and then the Gulf War has continued to slam us over the head with “news” every minute of the day. Scoop the other network. Get your story out there first and loudest! Do it immediately and worry about facts later! The more viewers we have the more money from sponsors. The higher the ratings the higher our stock prices. It’s no wonder that what has resulted is a society that less sensitive, more agitated and confused.
  50. 7 points
    If a GF-style shooter breaks the rule, s/he has earned the penalty. As with breaking the 170° rule, sweeping others, etc., there is NO PROVISION in the rules for giving a warning for the first violation.
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