Lewis-Clark Wildlife Club Newsletter
August/July, 2017 – Edition
So, as it turns out, there are too many events and other things happening at Lewis-Clark Wildlife Club. In addition, there’s the feeling of lost momentum and I may forget how to publish these documents. I thought I would try a bi-monthly newsletter and see how that goes. Thank you for your kind patience. – Editor
Range Hours: Range will be open MONDAYS for the period August 15 through October 15. Regular hours.
Results from the June 25th, Varmint-for-Score Idaho State Championship Match at the LCWC range.
100 Yard: 1st – Bob Birney 250/250 15x 200 Yard: 1st – Jeff Klapstein 248/5x
2nd – Harvey Utinger 250/14x 2nd – Glenn Sampson 246/5x
3rd – Glenn Sampson 250/14x 3rd – Mike Wesche 245/5x
AGGREGATE: 1st – (State Champion) Jeff Klapstein 498/18x
2nd – Glenn Sampson 496/19x
3rd – Mike Wesche 494/24x
Out of the eleven participants, Klapstein, from west of the Cascades, took the championship honors. And, at the same time, totally dismantled my understanding of the term, “State Championship”?! Congrats Jeff!
Results from the July 23rd, Idaho State Hunter Bench Rest Championship Match.
100 Yard: 1st – Paul Gylling 250 (of 250) 13x 200 YARDS: 1st – Rocky Libbey 243 (of 250) 4x
2nd – Glenn Sampson 249/18x 2nd – Jeff Klapstein 243/3x
3rd – Jeff Klapstein 249/9x 3rd – Mike Wesche 242/5x
AGGREGATE: 1st place (State Champion) – Jeff Klapstein 492 (of 500) 12x
2nd place – Paul Gylling 491/15x
3rd place – Mike Wesche 491/14x
Hey, this Klapstein guy is pretty good! There were 12 shooters, several from as far away as Hamilton, Montana. The new slide-in target holders worked very well. Temperature rose to the low 90’s. Thanks to Jack VonBargen for his help setting targets. – Match results are reported by Line caller and Target Honcho,
Rick Brigham– Thanks Rick
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Next Club Meeting:
Date: Sept 6th Time: Promptly at 6:00 pm
Location: The JACK O’CONNOR HUNTING and HERITAGE CENTER at HELLS GATE STATE PARK in LEWISTON
Home on the Range:
A Shooting Heritage Continued – 2017
Outdoor activities are as diverse as those that participate. Many of the folks that enjoy nature are visiting as an escape from the large metropolitan areas that they call home. For example, four out of my five grandchildren now live in or near large NW coastal cities. Many folks from the larger cities that enjoy outdoor recreation, do not relate to firearms in a positive manner.
If the shooting sports are to continue at all it is up to those of us that have been blessed with a lifetime of experience to share it with others. When grandkids visit, I try to share as much as I can in the time we have together. “Children’s children are a crown to the aged…” – PRV 17:6
After a day of antler hunting during which grandson Masen (age 7) found his first antler, we headed out to give Trent (13) and Masen some practice shooting. Trent would attempt to finish his shooter safety process with his field test the following day. The Lewis-Clark Wildlife Club range near Lapwai, Idaho, is the perfect destination to make this all happen.
In addition, I wanted them to be the fifth generation to shoot my grandfather’s Winchester 1901 pump-action in .22 caliber. Many of these rifles were typically used in carnival shooting galleries throughout the country. This one, with the heavier octagon barrel and chambered for the now difficult to find .22 Long, was most likely not.
We planned to try shooting my .20 ga O/U as well so I taught Masen how to reload a box of light 20 ga. rounds just for this occasion. Trent has this look; a look he wears when he feels, well… trepidation. I tried to talk him down with the idea that these 20 ga shells are the lightest loads I could make. Little brother being involved in the reloading and his insistence that they are “special” shells seemed to ease the tension a bit as well.
Masen (reverse-image left) and Trent (right), learned and enjoyed shooting the family relic.
First, we began with the .22’s to kind’a ease into the stiffer punch of the shotgun in stages. I was also concerned that if Trent was bothered by the shotgun that he may not wish to continue on to shoot the .22. Both boys shot the pair of .22’s we took along. Both loaded the slide-action with five rounds at a time and knew the process of shooting my scoped single shot bolt-action from previous shooting practice. Trent shot remarkably well with both light rifles and Masen’s left-eye dominance seemed to hamper him much less than it had in the past.
Next, we stepped out to the clay shooting range. I took the time to show both boys – though concentrating primarily on Trent – how the Turkish-Twenty was broken open, loaded and discharged. I shot first to demonstrate the complete process, then it was Trent’s turn.
Trent’s first attempt began with a balk as he had forgotten to release the safety. The second, went only slightly better as the barrels made no effort to follow the fleet-flying clay disk and Trent turning to me with a look as if to say, “How am I supposed to hit that?!” So it was the third attempt that an actual shot was fired toward the distant hillside.
I couldn’t tell if Trent was discouraged or if he was just trying to regroup
Trent shooting clays.
when he handed the gun over to me. I shot a couple to give Trent a little
more time and then handed it back to him. He broke open the action, loaded and called for the bird from Masen, “Pull!” It happened! Like struck by a bolt of lightning, the clay bird burst in mid-air! Trent was lit-up like a
rocket as I cheered and pounded his back with an open hand! What a shot! He finished the rest of that box of “special” shells and hit a couple more clays in the practice.
In the end there were questions that he never asked before, like, “When is bird season?” – “Can we load more special shells?” – “Is there anything open that we can hunt?” Questions that he would normally avoid like I avoid Liberals! It was great excitement. Though I’m certain neither understood why, I thanked them both for letting me take them shooting. “You’re welcome, grandpa” they chimed in unison.
Epilogue: Trent passed his field day with a 98%. Earning himself a victory milkshake and a hunting knife from me, a very proud grandpa! Within two weeks, back here in Idaho, he harvested his first turkey with me. For more on that story, go online at – http://sportingclassicsdaily.com/tom-for-trent/
Take a kid shooting, you’ll receive as much joy as you give.