Dave McCracken
Moderator In Memoriam
I NEEDED to shoot today. Life has its moments, and some moments are painful.
Pain has been a frequent companion lately. While I have the usual aches and pains old age is subject to, there has been added the fact that my skeleton has taken some hard hits and more wear and tear than mostl.
I get a new hip Monday. Meantime, I can take painkillers and get comfortably numb, or I can go shooting. It's a very bad idea to do both. Sucking it up, I went shooting.
So, under a gray sky here in Mostly Moist Maryland, I went to PGC for the Geezer Squad shoot as usual. Only the new guy, Brian, and Superreverb showed today, due to the weather. And Superreverb was there only to return the NEF single I had lent him for his kids. With a few 28 gauges now under his ownership, he has little need for this 12. And little time to shoot, with birthday parties and a busy schedule. But,he took the time to return my shotgun.
Thanks, SR.
I started off with a standard drill for me, shooting from odd angles and distances, trying to take the birds with one shot but using the top barrel as needed. 24/25, and it felt so good to be shooting. My body has detachable parts and feels best with them attached. My favorite part these days has " Beretta" on it. After 8K rounds, it's become a death ray.
Then Brian showed up driving a classic Road Runner with a punched out 500 CI engine. We shot a round of singles to warm up, then waited while some other folks used the range. After the crowd thinned, we shot.
Brian used his well worn 1400 Trap, with lots of choke, and his reloads. I had the IC tube in the bottom barrel and the IM tube topside. My loads were my pet 7/8 oz of 7.5s at 1200 FPS.
Let me tell you about Chinese trap. Using a standard trap, shots are taken from skeet positions 1, 2,6,7 and the last five shots from behind the 27 yard line at a point of your own choosing. Distances vary from 20 some yards to 45 or so. And the targets are close to edge on from the closer posts, meaning a high shot density and precise placement are essentials.
There's tougher clay games. But, I've seen class A trapshooters leave after their first round of Chinese with their lips moving and they do not come back.
Did I mention there's a possible delay at launch after "Pull" is called up to 3 seconds or so like Olympic Skeet?
Yup. Chinese is a good change from normal clays and for someone seeking to forget about life for a few minutes, it's an informal and beneficial therapy.
So we shot. Brian tried a couple slick moves when he pulled for me and I responded in kind. We stayed neck and neck, both of us shooting well. I hit 3 of the 5 shots from the way back and ended up with a 20.
Last week was a 19, the week before my personal best with a 23. Anything over 19 is pretty good at this game.
By then the pain was back, aggravated by standing up for so long. I said goodbye and loaded up. I had to get to two medical appointments and meet WW.
The day felt good, and I'll carry the memory with me as I spend these next couple months convalescing. As I headed out and let the pony run, I noticed I was singing along with Dicky Betts.
"You're my Blue Sky, You're my sunny day".....
See you in a few weeks. Good shooting.........
Pain has been a frequent companion lately. While I have the usual aches and pains old age is subject to, there has been added the fact that my skeleton has taken some hard hits and more wear and tear than mostl.
I get a new hip Monday. Meantime, I can take painkillers and get comfortably numb, or I can go shooting. It's a very bad idea to do both. Sucking it up, I went shooting.
So, under a gray sky here in Mostly Moist Maryland, I went to PGC for the Geezer Squad shoot as usual. Only the new guy, Brian, and Superreverb showed today, due to the weather. And Superreverb was there only to return the NEF single I had lent him for his kids. With a few 28 gauges now under his ownership, he has little need for this 12. And little time to shoot, with birthday parties and a busy schedule. But,he took the time to return my shotgun.
Thanks, SR.
I started off with a standard drill for me, shooting from odd angles and distances, trying to take the birds with one shot but using the top barrel as needed. 24/25, and it felt so good to be shooting. My body has detachable parts and feels best with them attached. My favorite part these days has " Beretta" on it. After 8K rounds, it's become a death ray.
Then Brian showed up driving a classic Road Runner with a punched out 500 CI engine. We shot a round of singles to warm up, then waited while some other folks used the range. After the crowd thinned, we shot.
Brian used his well worn 1400 Trap, with lots of choke, and his reloads. I had the IC tube in the bottom barrel and the IM tube topside. My loads were my pet 7/8 oz of 7.5s at 1200 FPS.
Let me tell you about Chinese trap. Using a standard trap, shots are taken from skeet positions 1, 2,6,7 and the last five shots from behind the 27 yard line at a point of your own choosing. Distances vary from 20 some yards to 45 or so. And the targets are close to edge on from the closer posts, meaning a high shot density and precise placement are essentials.
There's tougher clay games. But, I've seen class A trapshooters leave after their first round of Chinese with their lips moving and they do not come back.
Did I mention there's a possible delay at launch after "Pull" is called up to 3 seconds or so like Olympic Skeet?
Yup. Chinese is a good change from normal clays and for someone seeking to forget about life for a few minutes, it's an informal and beneficial therapy.
So we shot. Brian tried a couple slick moves when he pulled for me and I responded in kind. We stayed neck and neck, both of us shooting well. I hit 3 of the 5 shots from the way back and ended up with a 20.
Last week was a 19, the week before my personal best with a 23. Anything over 19 is pretty good at this game.
By then the pain was back, aggravated by standing up for so long. I said goodbye and loaded up. I had to get to two medical appointments and meet WW.
The day felt good, and I'll carry the memory with me as I spend these next couple months convalescing. As I headed out and let the pony run, I noticed I was singing along with Dicky Betts.
"You're my Blue Sky, You're my sunny day".....
See you in a few weeks. Good shooting.........