In my previous video, One Step Closer to Action Shooting, I talked a little about joining Oley Valley Fish and Game. The night that I arrived to sign up, the club was open to the public for a weekly Sporting Clays event. The turnout was pretty good and everyone seemed to be having a good time. Watching everyone have fun rekindled an old desire to give clay shooting a try.
When the event rolled around again, I borrowed my fathers old Remington 870 Wingmaster and took a trip to the range. Initially I was going to meet up with Shawn so that he could teach me how to shoot, but he had something come up and had to cancel. Eager to give it a try, I headed over solo. Upon arriving I met a young man (Can’t remember his name, he was in his early teens) who would be throwing the clays and got the gist of how things would flow. He offered me some pointers, which I graciously accepted, and got shooting.
I shot miserably, breaking between fifteen and eighteen clays out of fifty. I had difficulty with leading the clays, especially on shots of significant distance. Even though i didn’t shoot very well, I had a great time. The old pump acton shotgun left me with a sore shoulder but I had a grin from ear to ear.
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