Yes, I remember Bill Lake. I recall that he could do some wonderful foreign accents.
It would be nice to have had the knowledge and experience that I have now before starting college. For a start I would have been more focussed on what I wanted to achieve and the learning would have had more relevance. Secondly, I might have made the most of enjoying relationships with the teachers who, at the time, were basically just people we had to deal with because we had to be at college instead of out hunting. Bill Lake, and most of the others, were guys that would have been well worth keeping in contact with.
I never got to shoot SLRs while at college, but I did expend a lot of cartridges on the school range... where the rifles were kept in an old wooden shed on the side of the hill. One day the teacher gave us the key to the 'armoury' and told us to go ahead and set up ready to shoot. He was to follow behind with the ammo. A group of us got up to the range before him and chose our rifles. One boy had a .22 cartridge in his pocket... a short, I think. Above him, in a big old pine tree, sat a native pigeon. He shot at it, but the pigeon just sat there. I saw the teacher was walking across the playing field up to the range and I observed the whole thing with great interest. The teacher climbed the small hill up to the range and stood near the pine tree... and just then the pigeon dropped dead at his feet. A bit of trouble followed that incident, but the teacher kept his job and the student was not expelled. I can't recall the name of the offending student now.
Dang... somebody beat me at .303 shooting?!!! What year was your last at Nelson College 6x47? Want to give me a first name so I can browse my memory banks? I was there from 1968 to 1972.
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