This morning I was garage sailing in Ballinger and I found me a new toy.A Savage model 10 in .243 win. Well I had to talk Stephen into it's mine even if you saw it first. I need a hunting rifle.He accepted my offer,and suggested that I try to talk the price down from $275 to $200-$250. So I offered $230 the guy said the lowest he could go was $250. Sold.
When we got home the first thing i did was head off to test my new rifle I set up a target started pacing out 100 yards and found a fence at a little over 75 yards so I set up at 75 yards instead.I got down on the ground, found my target,fired and couldn't find my shot.I worked the bolt,got back on target,squeezed the trigger and another round hadn't gone into the chamber(likely because I'm not used to the rifle and hadn't pulled the bolt all the way back).It was about this time that i noticed that I was laying in the midst of fire ants, I noticed because one bit me on the leg getting my attention.So I got up, pulled my boot off pulled my pant leg up and started shaking the stupid ants off of me. After I was satisfied that I had got them off of me I decided to move to a place with less ants hanging around. I got set back up and fired off two more rounds that were equally as unsatisfactory as the first(as in not on the target at all)and decided to come in and write about it because my leg was really starting to hurt.
So later I will be going out again with Stephen as a spotter to sight my rifle in.Also I think I will avoid laying in ant beds for a while.
