Flat Out Like A Lizard Drinking
By The Ole Hedge Creeper
We got to our luxury apartment, WOW the view right over Nuremberg was simply stunning, Burblik our host showed me and Mag’s my secretary about the place, we had 6 bedrooms to choose from for just 2 of us, the apartment was a luxury VIP place normally reserved for very special guests, so I jokingly said well you must of heard of me then expecting Burblik to laugh and say no, to my surprise he said yes you are very famous and why he gave us the penthouse apartment, I asked him jokingly how did you come to the conclusion I was famous, apparently I have a lot of German fans, well bowl me over side ways I know I have a lot of German followers but I never expected that, Burblik was a wonderful host and we have been asked to stay again.
We spent 3 out of 4 days at the IWA, we met up with Air Arms/Jack Pyke/NiteSite and our chums from The British Shooting Show & oh so many more too many to name, the show was awesome as always, I caught up with so many old friends and business colleagues, made some new client and suppliers too.
On the Monday I had other meetings to get too for my Really Wild Adventures Company away from the show, I was actually in Germany on a double edge sword one side was the show the other side Corporate clients that were on my VIP international clients list, all in all a very successful trip all round.
I promised Mag’s some time off and to show her around Nuremberg, one thing my Pappy taught me was to be a man of my word, so true to my word I gave her a guided tour of this ancient city and its castle, we went everywhere and I told her what I knew and discovered a lot I didn’t know, so it was a voyage of discovery for me too as I had been here before, my Pappy always said my boy you could live to be a 101 and still not know enough, as always my Pappy was right, we finished off our last night with a mighty meal and watched the sun set over this wonderful city.
We landed back in Bristol at 5pm and by 6pm we had a kids rifle range set up, I promised the young sports I would not let them down or cancel a range night, as I said true to my word and I will never break my word unless for a very good reason.
I had to leave early from the wake as I had to catch a plane to Scotland to meet up with Tam, as always a warm welcome awaited this honorary Scotsman in my Caledonian (Scotland) home, we all got an early night as we had to catch a plane to Heathrow in the morning so Tam and I could start our Texas adventure.
We caught our flight to Texas 10 hours of flying really took its toll on us both so the first day we just sat about the house chilling out and sleeping, but the next day we went to Chris our hosts motorbike garage, wow there were Harley Davidson’s every were, we met a brilliant couple of guys who work for Chris, who’s nick names were Stretch and Bootleg I never knew their real names, turns out they were members of a bike club called The Booze Fighters, they invited Tam and I to their club house, what an amazing place and such nice people who enjoyed a good laugh, I remember one fellow coming in and walking up to say hello to Stretch, Stretch was so funny and quick witted he said a line I will never forget, as the guy reached out his hand to shake hands Stretch says man you look like I need a drink, I nearly fell off my bar stool laughing, Bootleg and I talked about so many things family and kids etc again a really nice bloke they all were, I also kept my fitness regime up by training with full water containers from the water dispenser.
At the shooting range we met another chap called Coyote, a quick witted self proclaimed Yanky red neck and ex Vietnam Vet, immediately Tam and Coyote locked horns as Tam was as quick witted too, the rest of us just stood there and enjoyed the show as the two bantered off too each other, mere words wont do it justice but lets just say we were in hysterics listening to this pair.
We started shooting and well Tam’s face in the pic with the AR15 says it all, I was asked would I like a go, well of course I would and lets just say I have not lost my touch with pistols shooting a tight grouping out to a very good distance, the AR15 was something and nothing for me as I enjoy precision shooting and would love to have pitched my 223 up against the AR15, but I loved shooting the Colt 1911 in 45 calibre, what pleased me even more was the groupings I got proving what I was taught as a boy is still in there, its only a crying shame we are not allowed pistols here in the UK, for I may have actually of tried to compete for the country as small arms was always my favourite shooting discipline.
It went a bit quiet there so we moved off to different spots several times catching a few bass here and there, then we hit a spot were the water was bubbling over with fish, it reminded me of mackerel fishing with my Dad and uncle Dave on Chessel beach last year, Tam and I cast and hooked a fish on every cast, Tam caught the biggest fish of the day but I caught the most species, so I say that’s a draw but Tam says otherwise.
Flat Out Like lizard Drinking
By The Ole Hedge Creeper