It all started at the South St.Paul Rod & Gun Club, around two to three weeks ago. I was fairly new to the sport of trapshooting, so I really didn't expect to do very well when I shot. Sunny and calm, it was a perfect Sunday morning. Slight breeze that felt like the wind was tickling you, with tons of sunlight and not a single cloud in the sky. Once we arrived to the range, our coach told us what our assigned shooting stations were, and where they were. I got my gun, glasses, and earplugs out of the trunk of my dad’s car and headed to the gun rack. I set down my gun along with the rest of my stuff, while we waited for the rest of our team to arrive. Finally, once the rest of our team showed we all got our guns and headed to our stations, I was at station one so I went first. Once everyone was set it was time to get started.
Eventually, we all raised our guns for the practice shot. Once we were all set we
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After the one I hit, I hit over the next 7 of them, I was doing very good until I ended up missing one, otherwise I was still proud of myself for doing that well for so long. Meanwhile, we continued to shoot our 100 rounds, which took around 2 hours considering there was 5 people shooting along with me. Then, the weather was starting to pick up a little, the wind was becoming stronger, and clouds started to move in, as though it felt like Hurricane Sandy was forming. While I was up to shoot again the wind was starting to look like it was going to be a problem, but I tried to work through it. I raised my gun and got ready for my shot, while my hair was moving in all directions because of the wind. Anyways, I yelled, “Pull” and tried to shoot, but the wind had other plans. Every time you tried to shoot, the wind would just grab your clay pigeon and take it away. I ended up shooting anyways, but sadly missed. It was mainly because of the wind so I wasn’t upset, and just continued to try my
At approximately 11:51 a.m., I had the gun loaded, in my hand and ready to shoot. All we had ...
Cool calm mornings, the fog on the lake is dense and all you can see is your decoys. As shooting hours roll around and the sun is just starting to peak over the horizon, the fog slowly lifts off the lake and the target at hand begins to swoop, lock up and land. What am I talking about? Ducks, one of the most majestic birds at hand, in my opinion. Ducks are one of the best animals to hunt, because one it’s a great challenge and two it is one of the most heart racing sports known to man. But what makes it so heart racing? Well when you’re out there and you hear you’re first mallard quack or your first wood duck whistle you get that deep adrenaline rush, your heart begins to pump faster and harder. Then there they are locking up into your decoys,
middle of paper ... ... These new soldiers would be better shooters against their enemy and would save great amounts of ammunition and money. Contests were held across the country to find these elite sharpshooters. To make the cut you have to put 10 consecutive shots into a target at two hundred yards.
Wireless voice poles are kept in front of the shooter, so when they are ready for a target they simply call out “Pull”, and a target is thrown. Posture is very important when shooting. Feet are to be placed a shoulder width apart, with feet almost perpendicular to the top of the square. Assuming the shooter is right handed, the right elbow is kept straight out, even with the shoulder, right hand holding the trigger guard and butt of the gun, and left hand holding the stock. Both eyes must be open while shooting for the best accuracy.
Soldiers were ordered to load and they would take a cartridge and rip it open. Sometimes they would open them with their own teeth. After they opened it, they poured powder into the pan of the firing mechanism to fill it up. They would pour the main portion of the powder down into the barrel, and then they folded paper and put it into the barrel and dropped the ball at the top. They used the ramrod under the barrel of the musket to...
I was sitting in the old rickety chair that looked as if it had been there for five years. The smell of gunpowder hung in the morning air as I leaned over the rifle rest. My finger wrapped around the trigger as my eye focused through the scope of my grandfather’s Springfield ’03. I took a deep breath and let half out. My finger tightened on the trigger as I awaited the recoil and crack of the gunpowder igniting. Finally, when my finger’s pull was enough to move the trigger, the gun went off. Moments like this are why I love shooting guns.
gun and steadied it, and he brought the muzzle of it close to the back
At the age of 12 my Dad told me I would finally be able to go hunting with him, if I wanted. Although a pistol can be used, a...
I kept practicing I knew all I had to do was get an elk within 40 yards and it was mine, no problem. As summer progressed I knew I was getting to be a pretty good shot. I was able to hit something about the size of a tennis ball at 40 yards every shot.
setting everything up i went out to warm up with my team. So the game was stating and we had
I met a shooting instructor named Jim Porter, he saw my hidden talent for shooting and soon became my coach. I fell in love with sporting clays. Sporting clays to me is so special and very emotional. It has given me a platform to meet people that I would never have met before. Shooting is an art form and it allows me to be creative with my athletic talents. The sport of shooting is all about responsibility, discipline, and focus. Shooting is not just pulling the trigger on a gun, it requires strong mentality. Being in this sport has changed the way I use my mind and think. I have trained my mind to become focused at any task I do, either mentally or physically. Shooting has made me become a much more responsible and mature young adult. I take my responsibilities very seriously and always put 110% of my
There is on time that I will never forget. It was early in the morning, I was running behind about 15 minutes, so by the time I got out in the woods it was legal shooting hours. Theirs a spot on the side of the road where corn is stored by Game Fish and Parks. I had seen deer their before so I drove be before hiking in to my stand. Standing 40 yards is probably the biggest buck I have ever seen on public hunting grounds. I jumped out of my truck and pulled up on him. Now my bow has three sights on it. They are set at ten yards, 20 yards, and 30 yards. The deer being at 40 yards I was a little unsure if I could hit him. I had shot at 40 yards before so I roughly knew I had to use my 30 yard sight and aim around 2.5 to 3 feet above the buck. By the time I had all this calculated the buck didn’t want to stick around any longer so he ran off. It had just snowed the night before so it was easy for me to follow him. I followed him for about a mile the he jumped the fence onto private land ending the hunt. I still have yet to see him again. Most hunters that I know that both bow and rifle hunt feel the same
...ou are really, really good) you can account for the wind by moving where you aim, but I would not suggest doing so. The perfect set up is the key to a perfect shot.
8:50 am, and was shouted at by Mrs Robinson. It was 23rd June 2000. I
Far too often the importance of proper shooting form is overlooked. Today’s technology in the archery world is amazing. Bows are faster, lighter, more compact, quieter and easier to shoot than ever before. Often times the first thing a shooter (like me for example) looks at when things are not going well is the equipment rather than being honest with themselves and looking at the more probable cause.