285 7.13 Setting Up A Shooting Range... (2/2)

After I had sat down and managed to stretch myself a bit from being immobilised for more than 10 hours, I pulled myself up and went to retrieve the two watering cans behind the thatched house, where all the gardening tools were collected.

There is a bamboo platform that could be utilized to carry the watering cans on both ends and I wielded it across my shoulders. The watering cans were taken to my garden patch first and were slowly being used to water the mounds of earth.

I can see some progress on the tomatoes, potatoes and carrot mounds as there were some sprouts of green that came out from their soil where I had sowed them. There is nothing from the strawberries yet and the string bean seeds' tendrils were just about to burst from the shell.

After irrigating them, I readjusted the mounds of earth around those seeds and young tendrils and gently talked to them to be strong and thrive faster while I pluck away at the weeds and grass.

After wetting the mounds of earth at the garden patch, I returned again to retrieve another two watering cans and I watered Elder's garden as well. The ground was parched and cracked and it took me several trips to moisten up the earth and the smell of water on the earth was a reflective experience for me.

After I had done my task, I used a piece of tree bark and scraped away all the ashes from the fireplace and placed it near my garden. These ashes are good for fertilisers and would be mixed with the soil to make 'black earth', a biological compost.

I cleared away the big cauldron that is now empty and carried it to the aide if the stream and gave it a good rinse. I then returned the cauldron to the preparation table at the side of the house. I took a small cauldron used for boiling water and withdrew some water from the stream and hung it on the tripod.

I started a fire from some embers with some kindling and thin twigs and when I got it to catch fire, I placed several thicker twigs and finally a branch over it when the fire was roaring.

I took off to gather some grass from the fields a short distance away and after I amassed a huge pile and tied the ends with twine, I dragged it behind me. ”Tell me, who is crazy enough to lift this on the shoulder and afterwards feeling itchy and scratchy all over the body...This is 12th-century medieval times. People don't take a shower unless they fall into the river and when that time appears, all the fishes in the river would turn belly up...!!!”

I went behind the house and fetch 4 gunny sacks and placed some rocks in them to give some weight and stuffed it with grass until it was three-quarters full. The same goes to the other 3 sacks and once I had done, the openings were tired with a twine.

”Alright, Sam. We are taking it from here and are going to hang them for you. There are swinging targets and the round target from the Guild will be placed at the end of this practice area about 200 meters or feet away. Try your best to hit the target from that distance. Good luck, mate...!”

The off-screen crews helped me to hang those swinging targets as well as placing the round archery target. 200 meters or feet away from the thatched house that seems so far away. The target is so tiny and there's no scope for me to aim towards that great distance...!

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In a daytime rifle shoot downrange, 100 meters upright target is still not so bad. 50 meters target on a standing bunker would still be alright. but now the distance is double and it's a round target...! I need a 6x scope for this...!