I like tin cans and jugs full of water, about 40 years ago a childhood friend and I went to his aunts house in the country. There was a dry creekbed with about a 20 foot rock wall that was covered in icicles, hundreds of yards. I bet we shot two bricks of 22. Picking them off one at a time or both of us unloading on a huge sheet until it came crashing down. Good memories.
How about you?

Bouncing cans with a Ruger .22 single-action. To make them fly up, you have to hit the ground slightly below them. If you drill the can dead center it barely even quivers, but there is a hole in the middle of it. .22LR, with its low cost, noise and recoil, is made to order for casual, fun plinking.

Barrett M99 & a friend that kept feeding.it. 6 rounds, and an absolute blast [literally].
As a kid, it was 22lr & all the empty cans we could find around the camp. 'Sniping' prickly pears was fun too.

Several Years ago Arties had a shoot around on a farm near his home, several members were there, couple of pickups with guns on the tailgate out in a field, good time was had.

Other SF shoot up in the Ocala National Forest, there is a public range, plenty of members showed up, and it was fun.

Missed a couple of CFL SF meets due to work and motorcycle issues, had a clutch go out after getting caught on I-4 after an accident, did get to catch up for dinner though.

My first few years after I received my Colt .22 Peacemaker as a high school graduation present from my Mom’s brother. Uncle Ben traditionally gave the male nephews their choice of a firearm, typically in the price range of Winchester M94/Ruger Single Sixes/my Colt/Marlin Model 39.
We’d go out with friends who had Ruger semiautos or by myself often to farm ponds and snipe snakes or go after the ultimate big game of cans or other improvised target. It was a great way to be one with the gun.

We used to have an outdoor range fairly close to us with a plinking pond area. My young son and I would go there fairly frequently. Brought bags of marshmallows along to toss in the pond and pop them out of the water. On the far side of the pond they had a round metal targets hanging from cable between fence posts. We had a my Ruger 10/22 and Remington 541T. The Ruger shot faster but I rarely missed with the 541T.

A few years later we stopped by on beautiful summer day and to our horror it had closed for good signs posted.

I later found out that people who moved nearby the range to a newer subdivision like a couple miles or so away didn't like it and started complaining to the village that they could hear bullets whizzing by them when out in the yard with their kids and other such crap. That range had been there several decades.

It’s not what I call plinking, and others may not either, but I shoot a lot of 22 Long Rifle ammunition in drills that I’ve developed for myself. I get the most satisfaction from trying to meet certain goals, for example, hitting as many 3/4 inch dots from an array of 25 at 50 yards as I can. I shoot from different positions, some more challenging than others, and with different rifles and ammunition.

The satisfaction continues at home from recording the results and comparing them with previous sessions.

The most actual fun is a steel “egg” course. The targets are steel small egg shapes that I set at random distances up to 100 yards or so. The goal is to use a calibrated reticle to determine the range, then use a dope table to determine the necessary elevation dial or hold, and then hit them with different rifles and from different positions. With10 rounds in the magazine, sometimes I even hit all 10 targets—not often, but frequently enough to keep me trying.

On the other hand, plinking shotgun shells left by the litterbugs at 100 yards is fun as well.

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Originally posted by grumpy1:
We used to have an outdoor range fairly close to us with a plinking pond area. My young son and I would go there fairly frequently. Brought bags of marshmallows along to toss in the pond and pop them out of the water. On the far side of the pond they had a round metal targets hanging from cable between fence posts. We had a my Ruger 10/22 and Remington 541T. The Ruger shot faster but I rarely missed with the 541T.

A few years later we stopped by on beautiful summer day and to our horror it had closed for good signs posted.

I later found out that people who moved nearby the range to a newer subdivision like a couple miles or so away didn't like it and started complaining to the village that they could hear bullets whizzing by them when out in the yard with their kids and other such crap. That range had been there several decades.

Based on your location, let me guess. Fox Valley Rifle Range in Carpentersville?

Several times and a Daisy Cub and a tube of BB's was always involved, I don't know what it is but I have more fun sniping cans, pinecones and or just the simple stuff. Watching the sun reflecting off the BB as it flies thru the air is just shooting pure like when I was a kid.

getting a bucket of used golf balls from the local course.
First person to "bounce" one to a certain distance wins.

or shooting clays set on the opposite bank of the pond. Or on the berm.

A couple of buddies, a few bricks of .22LR, a twelve pack of beer, and a field full of gophers. Yep, them's some good times right there.

Yup, nothing better than a suppressed .22 and gophers...maybe rock chucks

Used to buy cheap round tortilla chips about the size of a half dollar. Toss them a local creek with a good current and draw and try to hit them with a Smith kit gun. Fun and the fish ate the leftovers.

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Originally posted by M1Garandy:

Based on your location, let me guess. Fox Valley Rifle Range in Carpentersville?

Sounds like that's the place. I used to go there with my HK-91 and a Browning T-Bolt .22 that I'd use at that plinking pond. Probably 45 years ago, now. A great place.

Nobody really believed that BS about bullets whizzing by the new subdivision, but even then Illinois was a shitty place for shooting and hunting. Still is.

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Browning T-Bolt .22

Do you still have that Browning, I have mine and it's the most accurate 22 I have. Beware of the salt wood issue if you have an early one.

I've had many great plinking adventures but the best was a sand pit outside of Camden NJ in the mid 80's. People dumped appliances, tV's and car thiefs would abandon cars there often burning them to destroy prints. Insurance companies would take the vin and just leave the wrecks. I actually wore out a Buckmark barrel there shooting a brick of 22s almost every Sunday. Browning did not believe it until I sent them the barrel and they replaced it no charge... Shooting cars was the best...

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I've always enjoyed placing clay pigeons at ranges from 25 feet to 50-ish yards and popping them with various weapons. The fun of breaking something without leaving dangerous trash behind.

.22 mostly, both handguns (usually with red dots) and rifles (likewise).

Doing it from ~100 yards with an AR is a blast, but hard on the wallet.

Icicles on a cliff face with a Garand. Water filled milk jugs at 100 yards with a 7MM BR Remington pistol or scoped Dan Wesson 357 Supermag. Shooting groups seated with a Remington 700 in 30-06 off an archery platform at 200 yards.

Various size crackers or even Necco Wafers candy make good targets that don’t leave a permanent mess.

Another drill I like is to tape pieces of rigatoni pasta to threads and hang them from an overhead rod to let them swing in the breeze as moving targets. The pieces are inexpensive, biodegradable, and large enough to make reasonable targets at 25 yards when shooting from support with an accurate rifle.

Well, lots of good ideas here to try out when my grandsons (and maybe if daughter agrees the granddaughters) get old enough. 'Course by the time the grandsons are old enough I'll be pushing 90. Maybe pulling it.

When I was a kid in Montana we would sit on a river bank and shoot at sticks floating down the river with a .22. Great fun.