fiver
Well-Known Member
I got up too early this morning.
but it was so I could catch the Formula-1 race.
after a bit of sitting here waiting for anyone else to wake up [even the dog]
I got bored and decided to head down to the ATA shoot.
I haven't registered a target with them in 20 years [in 2 weeks it would be exactly 20 years]
it took the lady at the counter a while to find me in the system, and then we had to dig through the rule book to see what my classification would be.
it took long enough that I missed the singles shoot and had to shoot just the handicapped portion.
[handicap is where you shoot farther and farther from the house up to a maximum of 27 yards]
as it turned out my last yardage was 25.5 yards...dang man.
I'm barely starting to get back in form at the 16 yard [singles] line especially with the new [okay used] gun I have been working on since spring.
yes the spandex and duct tape is finally off the stock, but I have been working on the length of pull so now the recoil pad is poorly fit and is ground off on one end and it sticks out from the stock at weird angles.
I waited for them to get things started, and the temp started climbing then it rained at the far end of the field.
soon enough it hit the mid-90's and the humidity went up to about 65%... good lord, can't we do this stuff in the winter?.... seriously.
finally,,,,,, they call the squads out to the line, I grab my gear and head to the assigned field.
house #-4 I miss only one target [thank god I ain't gonna embarrass myself]
house- 4 again, I miss only 1 more [I am ahead of everyone on my squad by 2 birds at this point]
I know we are gonna jump down to the other end of the field so I asj the squad leader which house we are going to next.
'house-6'.
oh come on man I hate house six.
I have a hard time seeing the targets until they hit blue sky so I have to take more time to watch the targets a bit longer but with the dark clouds in the back round there ain't no blue sky.
the squad ahead of us only has 3 guy's on it so they are long gone and it's time to shoot so now what?
ahh Littlegirls funky Paris Hilton type glasses are in the truck and they have [imagine that] Purple lenses.
so I snatch them up real quick and head to the line.
well the 'trap kid' is one of the club regulars filling in for the real kid for a bit, and he starts busting a gut when I walk up wearing them.
Jackie was like 'are you serious?'
I was 'man they are all I got'.
we go to shooting and this is when the wind decides to come out and play too.
I drop 2 targets this round, which puts me right in line with the other guy's scores on the house.
alright!.... that went better than i thought it was gonna.
on to the next 25.
I'm doing pretty well through the first 3 stations then the sun pops out and it gets bright, now I can't see nuthin and drop a bird on the 4th station, then move to the 5th station and drop another one after flat out loosing the bird somewhere in the black cloud picking it up after the apex and hurriedly poking at it, then hit the next 3.
it comes around to my turn, I get ready and call for the last bird, it comes out.
I could hear the machine throw the arm and I got no idea where it went, none, zip, nada, not even a streak
I probably looked like I was swatting at flies with my barrel searching around for the bird I finalyl see it about 2' off the ground and 50 yds out from the house making it a 75 yard shot.
I get under it by aiming at dirt and touch the trigger off.
well it breaks i lose sight of the bird in the recoil, but the shot kicks up a lot of dust and the second trap kid can't see what happened behind the house.
he call a loss.
the guy on station 5 [the squad leader] calls it a break.
the guy on 3 say's no.
and the guy on 4 say's I broke it.
the guy next to me on 2 was getting ready to shoot and didn't see it.
okay so now we got a 2-2 vote and none of us are clear on the rule here.
out comes the state representative to make a call and she looks at me and say's it is my call.
okay I'm 95% positive I hit that bird, but I'm not 100% sure so I gotta call it a lost target.
this gives me a 93, the high score was a 94.
there was one shooter fewer than the minimum number for me to get a yardage punch taking second place.
otherwise we would both have got a yard punch and had to shoot-off for the win which is funny.
there was no trophy or money to shoot for, but the rules say there has to be a winner and a runner-up.
it was so hot by this time I would have just forfeited the shoot-off.
god what a day.
but it was so I could catch the Formula-1 race.
after a bit of sitting here waiting for anyone else to wake up [even the dog]
I got bored and decided to head down to the ATA shoot.
I haven't registered a target with them in 20 years [in 2 weeks it would be exactly 20 years]
it took the lady at the counter a while to find me in the system, and then we had to dig through the rule book to see what my classification would be.
it took long enough that I missed the singles shoot and had to shoot just the handicapped portion.
[handicap is where you shoot farther and farther from the house up to a maximum of 27 yards]
as it turned out my last yardage was 25.5 yards...dang man.
I'm barely starting to get back in form at the 16 yard [singles] line especially with the new [okay used] gun I have been working on since spring.
yes the spandex and duct tape is finally off the stock, but I have been working on the length of pull so now the recoil pad is poorly fit and is ground off on one end and it sticks out from the stock at weird angles.
I waited for them to get things started, and the temp started climbing then it rained at the far end of the field.
soon enough it hit the mid-90's and the humidity went up to about 65%... good lord, can't we do this stuff in the winter?.... seriously.
finally,,,,,, they call the squads out to the line, I grab my gear and head to the assigned field.
house #-4 I miss only one target [thank god I ain't gonna embarrass myself]
house- 4 again, I miss only 1 more [I am ahead of everyone on my squad by 2 birds at this point]
I know we are gonna jump down to the other end of the field so I asj the squad leader which house we are going to next.
'house-6'.
oh come on man I hate house six.
I have a hard time seeing the targets until they hit blue sky so I have to take more time to watch the targets a bit longer but with the dark clouds in the back round there ain't no blue sky.
the squad ahead of us only has 3 guy's on it so they are long gone and it's time to shoot so now what?
ahh Littlegirls funky Paris Hilton type glasses are in the truck and they have [imagine that] Purple lenses.
so I snatch them up real quick and head to the line.
well the 'trap kid' is one of the club regulars filling in for the real kid for a bit, and he starts busting a gut when I walk up wearing them.
Jackie was like 'are you serious?'
I was 'man they are all I got'.
we go to shooting and this is when the wind decides to come out and play too.
I drop 2 targets this round, which puts me right in line with the other guy's scores on the house.
alright!.... that went better than i thought it was gonna.
on to the next 25.
I'm doing pretty well through the first 3 stations then the sun pops out and it gets bright, now I can't see nuthin and drop a bird on the 4th station, then move to the 5th station and drop another one after flat out loosing the bird somewhere in the black cloud picking it up after the apex and hurriedly poking at it, then hit the next 3.
it comes around to my turn, I get ready and call for the last bird, it comes out.
I could hear the machine throw the arm and I got no idea where it went, none, zip, nada, not even a streak
I probably looked like I was swatting at flies with my barrel searching around for the bird I finalyl see it about 2' off the ground and 50 yds out from the house making it a 75 yard shot.
I get under it by aiming at dirt and touch the trigger off.
well it breaks i lose sight of the bird in the recoil, but the shot kicks up a lot of dust and the second trap kid can't see what happened behind the house.
he call a loss.
the guy on station 5 [the squad leader] calls it a break.
the guy on 3 say's no.
and the guy on 4 say's I broke it.
the guy next to me on 2 was getting ready to shoot and didn't see it.
okay so now we got a 2-2 vote and none of us are clear on the rule here.
out comes the state representative to make a call and she looks at me and say's it is my call.
okay I'm 95% positive I hit that bird, but I'm not 100% sure so I gotta call it a lost target.
this gives me a 93, the high score was a 94.
there was one shooter fewer than the minimum number for me to get a yardage punch taking second place.
otherwise we would both have got a yard punch and had to shoot-off for the win which is funny.
there was no trophy or money to shoot for, but the rules say there has to be a winner and a runner-up.
it was so hot by this time I would have just forfeited the shoot-off.
god what a day.