To enter the Queretaro Club, you must first pass through the gate-guard station. One does not just "drive on". All gun ranges are over-seen to some degree by the Mexican Army, although Army personel are not usually posted at the ranges. But they can show up at any time. The Clubs are "self policing".
From there, if this is a social visit, you might go to the Club House which will be the big structure you will see to your right hand side after you drive through the reception area.
This is where the Spanish Language IPSC rules were rewritten, at Saturday morning Club breakfasts. The bar -- dating from the 1700's from an old Hacienda -- is visible on the left side of the photo. It is a well-stocked bar, but members are expected to refurbish what they drink. Sadly, mooch that I am, I only ever "accepted" the odd beer or mineral-water invited to me by Members, or the Board of Directors when I was at meetings under their request. And of course, the juice and coffee that go with your (paid by you) Saturday morning breakfast.
The Club House has a T.V. viewing area where members can watch T.V. (for example, Sunday afternoon bullfights in Mexico City) and have a drink and discuss the World situation. Trophies on the walls are real, hunted, mounted and brought to the Club by members who have hunted all over the World. Some very rich people are in the Club. Once, here in Canada, I told the owner of the Canadian Tire Store that I worked at that I would be taking a week off because my children were flying up with the family of a rich friend from Mexico who was inviting us to a week in Whistler. Leaning back in his chair, he smiled and said: "How do you define rich?"
Without even a smile, I retorted in my quiet, dull voice: "Personal Gulfstream."
With that, he leaned back forward in his chair and said: "Oh. Well." Yes. Oh, well. Anyway, there are some really rich people in this Club.
Walking out the back door from the bar -- which is where the person was standing when they took the photo showing the bar on the left-hand side -- you enter into the 3 (1 more under construction) "live pigeon" ranges and spectator seating area for these events. Yes, service from the bar is constant during these events. I have written about the "shooting and drinking and drinking and shooting" that goes on constantly and that I have been able to throttle back until after the guns are put away in the Practical Pistol events. Fine. But I have no "say" in any other events, and so please don't wash your head at me because I am limited in my influence. No other outworlder has any say whatsoever in anything the Mexican Clubs do, so I've at least done my bit to the point which I can. People overly prone to hand-wringing should probably avoid Mexican gun clubs just as a matter of course.
A shot from ground-zero on the pigeon range, looking back to the Club house and the door that takes you straight to the bar and some cool refreshment from the friggin' Sun that never stops.
Do not mistake the "live pigeon" range for the trap and skeet ranges, which are over more to the East. You can just see the side of the Club house in this photo of one of the Trap and Skeet ranges. Those have their own "mini-bars" with restrooms and a refridgerator in each one. Oppulence. And an escape from the friggin' Sun. Or the wife and kids, if that matters.
I should point out that although snubbies have probably not been fired on these ranges, I often was carrying mine while on them. Or more. I was once "summoned" to come and say "hello" to a Mexican Navy General (Admiral?) whose son shot in my Combat League. I walked over wearing my 1911 and walked into the bar to greet him. One of the Board of Director members admonished me for openly wearing the gun in it's crossdraw holster into the bar area. "Is the General upset?" I asked him. He said that the General, on the contrary, appeared most happy to see me. "Then don't worry about it," I told him. "I just came to say hello. I won't be staying." And then I left and got back to shooting.
All around the range are BBQ pits and meeting areas. The range is set up like a top-level Golf Club, except nobody there is interested in hitting a little ball around. It's all about shooting. And the range is constantly expanding. They are around 300+ members right now and I'm told current membership is about 800.00 Cdn. a year for non-voting "you get to come and shoot" memberships.
I don't know how much more of this you want to see, and I frankly don't know where else I would post this anyway. I feel comfortable here in this thread where I first talked about it, and if there is no desire to see more then I will stop. If there is a desire to see more and Ganderite does not feel it is highjacking the thread (because it is his thread), then I have much more in the way of photos and videos. This WILL be the Club, in all probability, where we would have the "Tequila Cup" match, and they are building the facilities to do it. I will throw out just a couple more photos so they are out there in any case:
The .22 rimfire Metal Silhouette Range, runs out to 100 meters.
There are 22 individual firing positions for the .22 rimfire and the targets have an auto-reset built in to each position. I used to send my kids over there with a .22 Conversion unit on my 1911 and let them "play" all afternoon. Those kids never grew up to be Liberals, I'll tell you.
Club House? No. These are the new bathrooms on the Practical Pistol Range! I guess they got tired of us peeing on the backstops and sending the girl shooters over to the bathrooms on the .22 rimfire range. This is the Women's bathroom.
Mexico only recognizes 2 genders, and does not recognize feminism. Sorry Libs. So these are in the Men's room at the new Practical Pistol Range bathroom. This was not even under construction yet when I left in 2016!
Spare Trap throwers just "laying around" in case they need one, kept in a storage room between the trap-and-skeet and Air-Rifle range. The Air-Rifle range was where we first started the Practical Pistol program in 2006 or so on the Queretaro Range when the San Miguel Club lost their range and was in the process of getting a new one. So we moved to Queretaro in the meantime and "corrupted them".
The Pigeon shed. There are 3 of these. Live Pigeon is a "big time" sport in the Mexican Clubs, and Queretaro is the Big-Time center for that game.
...and yes. It really stinks in there.