Yesterday the Mrs decided to take the dogs for a quick stroll up the road. As she was doing this she heard a couple of shots, not unusual as we live about 1 km away from an unofficial sight in venue (skid site). However as she continued up the road a third shot was heard and she thought that it was not coming from the usual direction and it was a bit close. A couple of hundred metres further (still on our metal road) she spotted a "gent" walking towards her after hearing a 4th shot that was close enough to scare her. As a result of being spooked she let rip with a string of colourful language as it turns out this "gent" was firing from the tar sealed road towards the end of our metal road to sight in his rifle. Needless to say he scarpered quick smart. The photo I took from his firing position shows the target he was using and the relative position of the end of our road as it meets the tar seal. The dirt mound to the left of his target also marks the end of a dirt track that quite a few people use as access to another skid site where there is a nice collection of firewood. He had no way of knowing who was around. WTF.
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