By Christi Conner Tate. If your match isn’t friendly to senior gals such as me, or girls who just won’t poo in the woods at any age, you should recognize that just because we are past our “pooing in woods prime,” or just “no”, most of us have an ammo and gun budgets that resembles the mortgage on a second house. You need us on your range. The presence of porta-potties is just a start.

By Christi Conner Tate. At the close of my second year of competitive shooting, I am not a newbie anymore. I sat on the porch in the cold one morning as snow clouds hung low and dark in the north Georgia mountains where I make my home. With coffee in hand, I asked aloud to anyone who would listen, “Why am I making rookie mistakes?” This isn’t fun. “Who does that in the close of their second year?” Repeatedly, I could put my finger on a recurring problem rather than newness: it’s the lack of focus during the planning and the execution during the whole process of competitive shooting from the going to bed on time to ensuring my gear is together. I am going to bring back some elements of the nervous girl I banished because she’d been unable to eat or sleep until prep had been done. In my third season, I’m going to bring back part of that nerve problem: use my calm to be more efficient and work on focus and let the nervous girl the credit that she deserves and force me to prepare.

Participating in the Rockcastle ProAm was just as much professional development as it was personal development. When Kay and Deb made the announcement early in