The targets have been shot and scored except for mine. My targets were shot at. But anyway, they will be posted in the sticky thread on this topic later on. Sometimes the journey toward the goal is more interesting than the results. So, without more blather we bring you along on a Saturday in the Rockies.
Mike, Tracy and the Captain
We took Colorado 91 over from Copper Mountain to Leadville, going over Fremont Pass and passing the Climax Molybdenum Mine on the way.

The Climax Molybdenum Mine, an open pit mine, ate half the mountain over the last 90 years or so to get at that silvery, slippery metal which strengthens steel and lubricates moving parts very well.

Headwaters of the Arkansas River. George, this is the actual 'Put-In Point' for sail and motor boats destined for all points south and east.

We changed roads at Leadville and went north on State route 24 about 8 miles to this point, the entrance to Camp Hale National Historical Site. The 10th Mountain Division and other Infantry units trained here in 1942 and 1943 for the Invasion of Italy.

According to some survivors of this high mountain training and European WWII Campaigns this entire flat bottomed valley was normally so choked with coal smoke from railroad engines that breathing was difficult. The wood smoke from the huge bread baking ovens didn't help any.

We found a nice spot surrounded by cliffs and aspen groves near the Camp Hale small arms range, but out of the wind a bit. Tracy aims the Loverenz Gun here without much effect on the target. I think I shot an 11 or 12 (highest target, the other was untouched!)

Gary aims, Tracy observes and stands by the fire extinguisher ready to attack any hot fuse on grass events, should they occur.

Mike loads the .50 cal Loverenz Gun. We used 35 grains of FFg and a swaged .490" dia. ball, no patch. Target was at 22 yards, exactly.

Mike grins as he poses with his winning target, a 35 score; Gary, very upset about being aced out by one point appears to be going postal at the Postal Match...................not really of course.
