Friendship is Magic! And bayonets - they're magic, too!

I already gave an overview of the Dallas Blogshoot, so this will be a photo essay.  The first rule of a blogshoot is to bring guns.  The four on the left are mine, the four on the right are Southern Belle's and kx59's.

Click to biggify - all 7 MB of shooty goodness

And more guns:

Trinity River in background

And more guns - The Redneck Engineer brought his .50 caliber project rifle, which dials "respect mah authoritah" up to eleven ...

Protection against runaway dump trucks

Machine guns (you have to turn the crank, Gatling gun style, but that makes it not Class III).  Yes, it's belt fed.

A John Moses Browning (PBUH) design, with a turn crank

US Citizen brought a full auto Thompson.  That's waving red meat to this crowd.  Including me ...

The fantasy of every boy who grew up in the '60s ...

The second rule of blogshoots is to invite chicks, because who doesn't like chicks with guns?  The Enfield sure seems to be a hit with the fairer sex.

The rifle of Empire

Oh, did I mention the "bring guns" part?  US Citizen also brought a Kriss Vector, which looks pretty cool.  Where's Robb?

Careful, this opens up portals to other dimensions

Kevin Baker brought his "beater" rack grade Garand.  Like George Washington's axe (it had a few new handles, and a replacement head, but it's still the same axe), he put in a new stock which was so pretty that he refinished the metal.  But it's the "beater" gun.  Got to get me some of that ...

The greatest battle instrument ever devised

The third rule of blogshoots is that you need targets.  The venue came with one that was new to me - but celebrate diversity, right?

Don't worry, I'm sure that will buff out

But you have to bring your own, too.  It's a blogshoot, and so stuffed children's toys must needs be sacrificed to the Blogshoot Ghods.  Hey, I don't make the rules, but rules are rules.

Friendship is magic.  So is toy sacrifice.

Zooming in shows you interesting exit wounds.  I was worried that the staple gun wouldn't hold it to the backstop.  The threads from the stuffing driven out through the exit wounds essentially glued it to the backstop.  As usual.

How am I supposed to heal your soul when you shoot off my unicorn horn?

I didn't take pictures of the bayonet charge because I was, well, charging.  Hopefully someone has video because it was a hoot.  Some pix in yesterday's post.

Sure was fun.  Now we need an Atlanta blogshoot.  Got to be a car in the Chattahoochee somewhere ...