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I've actually shot those on accident. I used to shoot at a local gun club for the junior ata, then the canusa games and one of the local's sponsored me, and I was using his gun, his shells etc.. anyways I walked up to the line, yelled pull and pulled the trigger..... Dewey said Oh POOP, that was a pooter shell ....... spit some tabbacy juice and got me a different box of shells. The wad did fly out, but practically dropped 5' from my feet.
You seem to know all the "intresting" people Boyd.
Ya know I hear that alot.... ????
My first job was at a sportsman club where they did sporting clays and trap shooting. At 12 I was able to hit around 18-20ish of 25 clay pigeons that came out. I actually worked there to pay for my shells so I could learn to shoot better. I think it was that Christmas that I got my own shotgun... and still have it! A Mossberg 12 gauge with 3 barrels. There were a couple of guys who saw what I was trying to do. they took me under their wing, and one of them asked me if I had ever shot in a competition and of course it was a no.. So he ended up working with me for a couple of months, payed for my entry into the CanUsa games for trap and field after I tried out.
I actually got the jitters being in my first competition for shooting and ended up coming in dead last. I never regret it though, I met a great group of people with a lot of the same values that my family advocates, and they always had time for a wet behind the ears kid who wanted to listen to all the old war stories, play poker with them. They were like my family away from my family!