
So today I did something I've always wanted to do - my uncle and I went to shoot clays. It was amazing - way more fun than I thought it was going to be, and I thought it would be a lot of fun. I was pretty apprehensive at first, considering I had never even held a gun before, but as it turns out, I caught on pretty quickly. I don't mean to brag, but I hit my first three clays. Now I'll brag - the owners of the place said that a beginner is doing very well if he/she gets 17 out of the first 50 targets. I hit 29 on my first time through the course (you can't see, but I'm literally patting myself on the back right now). The course is set up kind of like a golf course, so you walk around to all of the different stations, each with a different set-up of trees and angles and position of the clay-thrower things (no idea what they're called). Then you say "Pull" and shoot. It was great fun. On the first round, an older guy who competes on a national level shot with us and gave my uncle and I a few pointers, which were very helpful (btw, I beat my uncle on both rounds we did). He was amazing, and a pretty darned good teacher. All in all, it was a very fun day, and I would very much like to do it again. I haven't checked yet, but I'm hoping to have a sweet bruise on my shoulder. I'll keep you posted (that's a little blogger's inside joke, I don't expect you people to get it).
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