I know this is the Optics Blog but no optics will be discussed today. Instead, I’ll share my experience and a few pictures from my first time bringing my brand new Gen 4 Glock 19 out last Sunday.
The first pistol I owned was a S&W revolver. It’s hazy because it’s been so long but I believe the first firearm I ever shot was a small revolver, like a J-Frame or something similar. I’ve been used to the mechanics and action with shooting revolvers for a very long time now. I owned a Ruger LC9 last year for a bit but it was the original model with the seemingly 600 pound double action trigger pull. The pistol also seemed like the trigger traveled about 30 feet before the thing went bang. It was pretty small and even with my “I beat anorexia” frame was pretty snappy shooting 9mm. I just wasn’t happy with it so I sold it.
A few weeks ago my father picked up a new Gen 4 Glock 19. My first impressions were “beautiful.” My boss Steve owns one and I’ve caught a couple of glances at it but nothing too up close and personal. When I was able to handle and really once-over the new pistol I decided I had to get one for myself. A couple days later and I was at my local gun store buying one. The size is perfect, 15+1 standard magazine round capacity, and a grip that fits my hand perfectly all had me sold. Initially I wanted to get a Crimson Trace laser grip for it but I really don’t want to throw off the feel that I have with it now. Trijicon night sights will be going on in the very near future, however. I'm also thinking about the LaserMax Guide Rod Laser for it as well, if I still feel a laser is something I really need. The same weekend from when I picked it up I was out shooting my own for the first time.
I mention weather a lot in my blogs, mostly because I appreciate a nice day and despise bad weather (bad in my opinion, of course). The humid Midwest summers will make you appreciate the first days of low-humidity 70’s late into the season and in early fall. That’s exactly the type of day we had last Sunday and some could say I was like a pig in…..stuff. Blue skies, drying corn fields, and light clouds as far as the eye could see.
My dad and I called my uncle up to see if we could head out to his property to shoot and he gave us the green light (easily bribed with cold Lutheran beverages). One of the downsides of this time of year are the shorter days. Being the neurotically planned German-Americans we are we made our schedules days before to time leaving early enough to get such and such an amount of sunlight and coordinate the amount of ammunition we’d need for what and how long we’d be shooting. It probably wouldn’t have made a difference if we would have thrown a bunch of crap in a bag last minute and just went, but that’s how we live. The Glock shot like a dream. I put about 200 rounds of varying ammunition through her and had 0 FTFs or any other problems. I never really understood how someone could get obsessed with a certain brand of gun but I’m starting to see where the Glock fanboys are coming from.
Sunday was also the first time I’ve shot my AR in her sexy new Magpul furniture. As always it was a blast to shoot. I was having fun destroying various emptied alchohol containers (wonder how that happened), letting a few AR newbies try it out, and brought out just enough ammo to squeeze off a few mag dumps for myself. All in all, it was a good day.
Like all the other Sundays I write about, this one came to an end. We were able to catch football and the Cubs game while we were shooting too. Another perfect day to throw in the books. My aunt made a big pot of her homemade chicken noodle soup and I of course dumped copious amounts of Maggi in, just in case the chicken broth wasn’t salty enough. I hope you all have had a good week and an even better weekend!