EW
08-04-2008, 12:16 PM
I signed up for the Big Brothers Big Sisters charity shoot Aug 22nd at Elm Fork Shooting Park (behind Big Daddy's on NW HWY) because of Gordon Keith's endorsement. http://www.bbbs.org/site/c.esJQK5PFJnH/b.2724697/ It had been about 25 years since I had shot clay birds so I figured I'd better practice so I don't look completely worthless. It turns out that I could practice for quite a while and still have a weak ass score because shooting sporting clays is FN hard! I used the only full size shotgun I have, a Winchester Model12 pump 20ga without a recoil pad that I got from my grandfather. The old guys loved it but everyone else is shooting either a bad-ass hot rod over/under or semi auto of some kind (mostly Benelli or Beretta). We started out with a round of skeet. I hit a few but missed most.
:rant on: We're getting in the golf cart and I'm thinking what smells like dog shit? I look around but don't see anything. We drive up to the club house before hitting the course and I'm still smelling it. I look down at my friends range bag and there is shit on the bag. I look at my shoe and there is shit on my shoe. I'm thinking "WTF!? Why am I having to look out for dog shit at the range?!" I figured out that my shoe brushed against the top of the range bag when I got on the back of the cart. I apologize and offer to take the bag home to clean it but my friend declines the offer. Sorry Jeff! So, if you go to the range, leave your FN poop machine at home.:rant off:
We then began the "woods" section of the sporting clays. Clay targets are being thrown from all different directions and both at the same time if we wanted, which is reasonably difficult with a pump but I probably would not have done much better with a different gun. About 1/2 way through my shoulder is just destroyed. I still shoot each stage but decline the offer for extra shots since I want to finish the round.
We finished the "Woods" and started the "Meadows" I only skipped a few stages but shot all the crazy looking ones.
In between each stage, I'm riding on the back of the golf cart on the dirt road around the course. All the dust thrown up by the cart is circling back on me and my gun. We finish up around 12:30 or so and it is 100+F, I'm dripping with sweat, covered in dust, my gun is filthy, and my shoulder is killing me. I hope to go again soon but not before getting a recoil pad! :D
:rant on: We're getting in the golf cart and I'm thinking what smells like dog shit? I look around but don't see anything. We drive up to the club house before hitting the course and I'm still smelling it. I look down at my friends range bag and there is shit on the bag. I look at my shoe and there is shit on my shoe. I'm thinking "WTF!? Why am I having to look out for dog shit at the range?!" I figured out that my shoe brushed against the top of the range bag when I got on the back of the cart. I apologize and offer to take the bag home to clean it but my friend declines the offer. Sorry Jeff! So, if you go to the range, leave your FN poop machine at home.:rant off:
We then began the "woods" section of the sporting clays. Clay targets are being thrown from all different directions and both at the same time if we wanted, which is reasonably difficult with a pump but I probably would not have done much better with a different gun. About 1/2 way through my shoulder is just destroyed. I still shoot each stage but decline the offer for extra shots since I want to finish the round.
We finished the "Woods" and started the "Meadows" I only skipped a few stages but shot all the crazy looking ones.
In between each stage, I'm riding on the back of the golf cart on the dirt road around the course. All the dust thrown up by the cart is circling back on me and my gun. We finish up around 12:30 or so and it is 100+F, I'm dripping with sweat, covered in dust, my gun is filthy, and my shoulder is killing me. I hope to go again soon but not before getting a recoil pad! :D