The squirrels have had their first hatch, so there was LOTS of targets. Here's some young, dumb ones out of their den to see what all the fuss is about: (You could call this the "BEFORE" shot
) (200mm lens)
One of my sons, Dave, was with the crew with a couple of his supressed weapons. Some of you may remember Dave from the "Fun with Helicopters" post a while back at the Sniper Challange, and is employed by Glock as the Western Law Enforcement Manager. Here he is giving Skippy worries with his supressed M700 in .223 Rem:
And of course the All-American HDR, Dave's tricked out "Taliban Special":
We shot both at field level from the bed of our ranchers semi truck, and on a nice hill that overlooked three fields below. The elevated positon allowed shots out to as far as your rifle and the shooter was capable, and the rats were out in full force. Here's my favorite spot on the hillside, with my "office" all set up:
A view east to "Badger Gulch" from my bench and a load of squirrel mounds out at the 350 to 520 yard marker:
This is what we all should have for an "office". All my cwap needed to support a good day-long ground squirrel shoot:
The "Silver Princess of Death" (Pac-Nor 3-groove 11 twist) got a good workout shooting 40gr Nosler BT's at 3,850 fps on the longer shots:
Yours truly working over the upper east field on a nice sunny May morning:
Rat Force One (Dan) enjoying his cigar and the fact that he had just fragged a rat at 709 yards waaaay down on one of the lower fields:
To keep my bench safe from sappers inside the wire, my Kimber CDP-II at the ready with the .22LR conversion installed and loaded with Winchester Power Point HP's. It really gives Skippy a good thump! CRT's (our buddy Brad) bench tray with 20VT rounds on the bench to feed my Cooper M38 Varmint:
Performance all out of proportion to it's dimunitive size. Nosler 32gr BT over 18.5grs of RL-7 at 3,680 fps:
This is what we awoke to one morning without warning...the "weather-guessers" missed this one:
No matter at all. We just left our bench guns cased, jumped in the truck for "drive-by" shooting with our 10-22's. We each went through 1,000 rounds of ammo too! Yep, TWO bricks apiece, that's how many rats infest the ranch.
On the way back out to the field after lunch, some deer decided to hop the fence....."what fence?" A bit blurry, as it was taken through the windshield:
If you're not asleep by now and ready for more abuse, there's more in Part II.
END OF PART ONE
Every time I turn on the defroster, a few 22 empties hit the floor, or just rattle and make one heck of a noise. 
Every once in a while my defroster flapper thingie gets jammed, and defroster doesn't even work any more.