I scouted out a paintball field yesterday. I wanted to check out another one today. Corwin couldn’t go yesterday because he was over at Colin’s house. Today he was available so the two of us headed out with a load of gear in case of game. I had called ahead and the owner indicated a low probability for other players, but when we arrived there were two adults with four boys about Corwin’s age. One guy was a hard core player and the other looked like the dad of one of the boys, and the other guys knew the dad and the boys.
We ended up taking a while to get ready to play, because I am badly out of practice and shape, but eventually we got in 3 or 4 games for Corwin’s first paintball experience. He stayed bunkered up almost all the time, but he layed down some fire and actually got the good player out (hit him on the hopper). That guy had a tricked out marker that put out about 12-15 balls per second, which was a bit annoying, but Corwin still had a good time. When they left, the guy left Corwin his extra paintballs, and I let Corwin take out my marker and just walk around the field shooting. He got bored, but not until he shot about 400 or so paintballs and made his CO2 cylinder frost over.
I had called Jack’s dad last night about coming along, but they had a previous engagement. That was probably for the best, given all the things I forgot in getting ready for the expedition. Hopefully I’ll do better next time.
