F-Class target shooting has acquired quite a reputation for consuming novice shooters and the occasional die hard winner whole with it’s hostile behavior and obscure wind/mirage syntax. The reputation is not entirely undeserved as most of us die hards still face some pretty tough decisions when making wind calls. F-class came about from something called Palma via mounting a scope on a target rifle.
Add to this fact that F-Class is sort of an underprivileged class. It is constantly being rewritten and developed by shooters bored with historically sound target shooting. (That in and of itself should explain a lot about it’s eccentricities.)
F-Class has acquired a reputation as something that can only be done (more aptly won) by target shooters who learned to build rifles from scratch (age thankfully not being a prerequisite).
If this was totally true my artsy-fartsy background would have prevented me from ever touching the class. There are two basic premises that would have saved me a lot of angst in learning to shoot f-class.
First, it does not make sense. Period none.
Contrary to popular belief, not all f-class shooters are a humourless and dry bunch that are in danger of spontaneous combustion. I’ve found a few, and not only ones I regularly party with on the line that are good for laughing out loud while trying to learn how to read the wind.
Some day it might be interesting to write a book about shooting F-Class. Something like The Underground Guide to F-Class or F-Class for the Impatient. I wonder how hard it would be to find a publisher? I can just picture folks sitting down with their favourite cappuccino or a Mountain Dew.
When you reach the point in F-class where you’re convinced you’ve made a serious vocational error and should consider farming instead... your next five veebulls in a row will quickly change your mind.
The best way to learn F-class is by doing, so dive in! And don’t worry about hitting your head on the bottom. It’s plenty deep in here.
jk
Add to this fact that F-Class is sort of an underprivileged class. It is constantly being rewritten and developed by shooters bored with historically sound target shooting. (That in and of itself should explain a lot about it’s eccentricities.)
F-Class has acquired a reputation as something that can only be done (more aptly won) by target shooters who learned to build rifles from scratch (age thankfully not being a prerequisite).
If this was totally true my artsy-fartsy background would have prevented me from ever touching the class. There are two basic premises that would have saved me a lot of angst in learning to shoot f-class.
First, it does not make sense. Period none.
Contrary to popular belief, not all f-class shooters are a humourless and dry bunch that are in danger of spontaneous combustion. I’ve found a few, and not only ones I regularly party with on the line that are good for laughing out loud while trying to learn how to read the wind.
Some day it might be interesting to write a book about shooting F-Class. Something like The Underground Guide to F-Class or F-Class for the Impatient. I wonder how hard it would be to find a publisher? I can just picture folks sitting down with their favourite cappuccino or a Mountain Dew.
When you reach the point in F-class where you’re convinced you’ve made a serious vocational error and should consider farming instead... your next five veebulls in a row will quickly change your mind.
The best way to learn F-class is by doing, so dive in! And don’t worry about hitting your head on the bottom. It’s plenty deep in here.
jk