Posted on 10/25/2012 6:26:26 AM PDT by imardmd1
As a new Cowboy Action shooter and parent of one buckaroo and buckarette, the learning curve is tremendous. This is one technical sport. As a former wrestler and coach, I know the importance of muscle memory and practice makes perfect.
My introduction came when my 10-year-old son Cody, aka Cody James, became interested after watching his uncle and cousin compete for the Yavapai Rangers. He even earned an extra $10 picking up brass, which he enjoyed and would have done for free. I already had a Ruger Single Six, Browning Model 92 and a single-shot .410 Rossi in the safe, so I almost had enough firearms to get him started. I picked up a Cimarron .22 and borrowed some old holsters from his uncle, and Cody James competed in his first local match, scoring 585 seconds in six stages.
What happened next was the biggest surprise to come. After watching the final stage, my daughter Jessica, approached her mother and wanted to join SASS. Jessica was on a traveling soccer team, running cross country, and playing basketball. She had only one day with a firearm, shooting a .410 and .22 when out with family. Before the day ended, my wife and daughter went to the SASS office to signup, and after several minutes of brainstorming, SASS Kicker was born.
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With three shooters in the family, much of our time is now spent in the reloading room, cycling our Dillon press, dry firing, live firing on the practice range, and attending matches. Under supervision, it is common for Cody and me to crank out 3,000 rounds a month to keep up with the demands.
Cody James, Pecos Clyde, and SASS Kicker
Now that is quality family time together. Well done, guys.
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