Really, the only thing different about what we did and a Fest was that we actually took our guns out and shot them too (and no, no drinking was tolerated beforehand or during- afterwards though all bets were off)! Those woods rang for two days with the spiteful crack of .22 HiPowers and .250's, the blast of .300's and .303's, and the spatter of 1903's and 29's. I offered Joe Martin to shoot up my box of Savage .22 Hornet ammo in his 23D, if he paid me for them, but I couldn't get him to go for it.
