So, this Sunday I invite a few of my friends out to just hang out, grill some brats, and maybe shoot some trap if they’re interested.
Turns out they liked the idea of trying trap. So, I wrangled together 4 shotguns (one borrowed from my brother) and we set out to the range next door. Of my 3 guests 2 were experienced in guns but hadn’t shot on a formal trap line. The last one was a woman that hadn’t ever shot a damned thing in her life. This was explained to the fellow keeping score. “We got newbies here… might not run smooth.” He got it.
The woman had a little trouble running her gun, which is my fault because I didn’t really go over it in detail. It was a side-by-side Huglu in 20 gauge, and she had a little trouble breaking it open. That trouble is what likely had her accidentally flipping the safety on between shots, which slowed up the game. No biggie, she had it down after 6 or 7 shots.
We were fine with it.
Well, most of us. The 5th member of the line actually walked away after 3 shots. I’ve never seen him before, but apparently he takes his game pretty serious.
There are two kinds of people that confound me in this world: Those that take golf and shotgun games seriously. They are things we do for fun, and you have to learn somehow, and quite honestly I’d wager most folks do it on borrowed gear because they’re not cheap sports to get into. There’s a learning curve there.
Besides, I’ve seen guys that play the game every single week, score no lower than 22 in a round, and still hold the game up with their equipment starts acting funny. Could be a dud primer, firing pin not striking, and 1 out of 10 games starts off with a doof forgetting his safety is one. Shit happens.
At least the guy didn’t say anything to us.
Both of us had a great time Justin. Thanks again for hosting us!
The Lady sends along her promise to do better next time!