So a few weeks ago I came out to USSA to do some shooting with a buddy. Had a pretty nice afternoon up until toward the end the owner started driving by and stopping, driving by and stopping until finally he sent his guy over to have a talk with me.
Apparently he was pissed because he thought I was taking all his range brass.
In reality, and like I told his guy, I would shoot a set check targets and then try to grab something close to what I shot. Since my buddy was not a reloader I grabbed about what he shot. I didn't count shots but tried to keep it close like I told his guy. We had a good talk and I didn't think there were any issues.
Now I am sitting here in their parking lot because there "a note on my account saying I can't shoot here until I talk to the owner". And I'm stewing... I apparently get to sit here since he's not here for an hour. It's also pissing me off because if someone has an issue he could have called or reached out. When I was here last he watched me check out.
This place is just continuing to go downhill. I can't wait to get land to shoot whatever, whenever and apparently not have the dang brass police after me for picking up my own stuff.
And for what it's worth after cleaning all my brass I figure I was probably slightly high on 223, low on 9, and low on 40 compared to what we shot on that visit.
Apparently he was pissed because he thought I was taking all his range brass.
In reality, and like I told his guy, I would shoot a set check targets and then try to grab something close to what I shot. Since my buddy was not a reloader I grabbed about what he shot. I didn't count shots but tried to keep it close like I told his guy. We had a good talk and I didn't think there were any issues.
Now I am sitting here in their parking lot because there "a note on my account saying I can't shoot here until I talk to the owner". And I'm stewing... I apparently get to sit here since he's not here for an hour. It's also pissing me off because if someone has an issue he could have called or reached out. When I was here last he watched me check out.
This place is just continuing to go downhill. I can't wait to get land to shoot whatever, whenever and apparently not have the dang brass police after me for picking up my own stuff.
And for what it's worth after cleaning all my brass I figure I was probably slightly high on 223, low on 9, and low on 40 compared to what we shot on that visit.