Today I spent most of the day at a trap awards banquet. Grandson and I arrived at about 8:50 and found that no one but the chairman and his son were there, setting up tables. We pitched in, then opened the field and set up the microphones and such.
I noted that we didn't have sign up sheets for the various types of trap we normally shoot, so I printed a few, and set them out.
I helped run the trap field most of the day, although I couldn't shoot myself due to some surgery on my right cheek. I'll have more to report on that soon, I'm building a shotgun I can shoot without putting the stock to my face.
Food was served at about 3:30, and most excellent BBQ chicken and pulled pork it was, with a selection of dressings for salad, a decent macaroni salad, and good if not unusual baked beans. The whole thing was made from scratch, not pulled from cans, and there was a raspberry chipotle BBQ sauce for the pulled pork which was outstanding. I took home a "doggie bag" of pork and sauce for lunch Monday.
I felt good about helping, I was trap chairman for 22 years and know how much work it is even with good help, but I was sad that I couldn't shoot, missed winning in my class (AA), and missed being in the top ten overall by one bird over ten matches. I would normally say "next year," but I'm not sure how well I'll shoot without using a conventional stock and firm contact, the holographic sight is a fine thing in theory. Time will tell.
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