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Actually I did a lot of trap shooting today.
One of the neighbors down the street knows that I'm a gun guy and he invited me to shoot with his little group of 5 guys down at the local range at 9am this morning. OK, I can do that.
I had to dig out my old Remington 1100 that I purchased sometime in the early 1970's and clean it up a bit (the oil had turned to some kind of bad preservative) but once she was cleaned and lubed, it was running nicely.
Now back when I used to shoot trap with the guys at work on Wednesdays (30 years ago), I was pretty bad. Getting two out of five was good for me. Maybe it was the ammo, the choke of the barrel, my technique or something but I really wasn't that good. At least I knew my limitations and kind of dropped out of the shotgun shooting scene for a long time. I was not looking to embarass myself in front of his buddies and was kind of hoping for rain in the morning.
Fast forward to today and when it came time for me to "saddle up" I held my own. It even surprised me!
The 12 gauge shells were at LEAST 10 years old and had been sitting in the closet for all that time. They all wondered where I got those shells in the colorful boxes! (Wal-Mart, circa 1990, on sale in 100 packs).
Anyway, it was fun to shoot the shotgun again and as I was making 22 out of 25 in batches of 5, I was a very happy camper.
Looked at my shoulder tonight and sure enough, it's black and blue and bruised up nicely, just like I remember when I used to shoot those marathon sessions a long time ago.
At least my $300 Remington held it's own with those $3500 Brownings. Of course those Brownings are drop dead gorgeous for sure and they do shoot very nice. Hmmm, maybe I should convince the wife I really need one of those, eh?
AD
Actually I did a lot of trap shooting today.
One of the neighbors down the street knows that I'm a gun guy and he invited me to shoot with his little group of 5 guys down at the local range at 9am this morning. OK, I can do that.
I had to dig out my old Remington 1100 that I purchased sometime in the early 1970's and clean it up a bit (the oil had turned to some kind of bad preservative) but once she was cleaned and lubed, it was running nicely.
Now back when I used to shoot trap with the guys at work on Wednesdays (30 years ago), I was pretty bad. Getting two out of five was good for me. Maybe it was the ammo, the choke of the barrel, my technique or something but I really wasn't that good. At least I knew my limitations and kind of dropped out of the shotgun shooting scene for a long time. I was not looking to embarass myself in front of his buddies and was kind of hoping for rain in the morning.
Fast forward to today and when it came time for me to "saddle up" I held my own. It even surprised me!
The 12 gauge shells were at LEAST 10 years old and had been sitting in the closet for all that time. They all wondered where I got those shells in the colorful boxes! (Wal-Mart, circa 1990, on sale in 100 packs).
Anyway, it was fun to shoot the shotgun again and as I was making 22 out of 25 in batches of 5, I was a very happy camper.
Looked at my shoulder tonight and sure enough, it's black and blue and bruised up nicely, just like I remember when I used to shoot those marathon sessions a long time ago.
At least my $300 Remington held it's own with those $3500 Brownings. Of course those Brownings are drop dead gorgeous for sure and they do shoot very nice. Hmmm, maybe I should convince the wife I really need one of those, eh?
AD