You Don’t Need Something Like That. Until You Do.

Tam talks about how much fun it is to go to a tactical carbine course.

I know people who take butt-tons of carbine classes because, face it, running and gunning with an AR or AK, especially on targets in the 7-to-50 yard range, is fun as hell.

Which is not to say that there wasn’t a ton of value in what I spent last week doing, because any time you get a chance to have to think on your feet while armed and move safely around other armed people and make decisions with a gun in your hand is time well-spent. Working tactics in the house is a different animal altogether from doing marksmanship stuff on the square range.

That got me thinking.

I’ve bagged on such courses in the past, and I still think that they should not be a priority for the average citizen who owns guns. If you have never taken a post-CCW pistol class and have no idea how to set a tourniquet, a carbine class shouldn’t be your first choice.

But let’s stop and think for a second. My neighbor across the street from me is a recently retired 82nd Airborne veteran, and another neighbor the next street over is a former LA County Sheriff.

A carbine class, especially a low-light carbine class that would teach me how to act in conjunction with my neighbors who once got paid to shoot people in the face for a living, suddenly seemed to be a very good idea as I was sitting on my front porch during the darkness of a post-Irma curfew on Monday night, as did some sort of body armor and chest rig. I have a IIIA soft plate, so it might not be a bad idea to get another and also something to hold them close to my body.

Nobody needs such things. Until they do. And given that Category 3 hurricanes are not an uncommon event here in SW Florida, it might behove me to learn how to use an AR-15 more better, and use learn how to use it in conjunction with my friends who know how to use them as well.

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  1. Those types of courses are interesting learning experiences. Some of what is learned is unexpected, from both parties.

    I took a rifle course over twenty years ago, and one of the tasks was to clear a small, multi-story building. Summer, outside of Bakersfield, CA, mid-day. (age mid 40’s)

    Knowing I was going indoors, I put on clear glasses. Upon opening the door, I discovered that I could see absolutely nothing inside. I closed the door and backed away. The several instructors doing RO duties were nonplussed. I explained the problem. I switched back to my Gargoyles, and we pretended that I had moved to another entrance.

    The school had only held this class a couple times prior, so they had a learning curve. Biggest class yet, there were four of us students! I suspect that a mounted light might have solved that particular problem.
    This wasn’t a Tactical-Timmy course, but a class intended to train you in how to shoot at any practical range, under time constraints, and less than perfect conditions/positions. Challenging and fun. I think the course name was Practical Rifle.

    One lesson I learned was pick a form of ear protection and stick with it. I was switching between plugs and muffs. Firing a carbine the first time after a break, prone, with a Garand with muzzle brake next to me, is not the time to forget my plugs. Ouch! My ears rang for a couple days.

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