Over the weekend I spent several hours helping J&H pack for their move, in return for which they gave me first crack at some stuff they didn’t want to keep or move. Much usefulness, including one ‘want.’
J bought this several years ago but the wind on his ridgetop blew it over, tearing its top cover and scratching a brand-new rifle and permanently traumatizing J – over the scratch. Since then it has bleached in the sun off in a corner and attracted occasional covetous glances from Uncle Joel. It needed some Gorilla tape to patch the tear and some WD-40, but other than that it’s in perfect shape.
Seems strange that as many years as we’ve had this range we’ve never built a shooting bench. I put it at the 100 yard line because that’s the most commonly used, but it’s portable enough we can move it back without a lot of hassle if we want to.