We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
What can be more fun during Thanksgiving break than shooting a gun with family and friends? It can be the best time of year to get some target practice. I will usually grab my father-in-law and my boys and head out to a local range. This year, we didn't go. However, we typically visit family on Fire Island the following weekend, and they provided a surprise. Skeet shooting off the deck into the Great South Bay. 12 gauge pump actions and a 12 gauge over/under were the tools available.
I was proud of my boys, who did as well or better than most of the regulars. They didn't just prove they are good shots, they handled the guns safely in a large group. There were a fair number assembled, over 20 people, some watching, some waiting to take a turn. These situations can be precarious due to a variety of levels of experience. Naturally, we older folk were stepping up and providing guidance.
My family are not regulars at the range. We own 2 small guns, but do not break them out often. I taught the boys safety with a BB gun when they were younger, and have continued to take them out so they've used a variety of guns and learned to use them properly. Pistols, a WWII carbine my father-in-law owns, .30-30, and a variety of others. Both knew enough to keep the guns pointed down and out toward the bay while waiting for the trap to get set, keep their fingers off the trigger until they were ready for the pull, and handed off the guns after emptying the chamber and leaving it open. Without any reminders from me. There's nothing more embarrassing or dangerous, in a setting like that, than having someone handle a gun improperly.
Yet we did have a situation. As the last few shells were being utilized one of the younger regulars, a fellow the same age as my elder son, was resting a loaded gun on the deck rail with his finger on the trigger and telling jokes. As he prepared to lift the gun, he accidentally discharged it, cutting a nice chunk out of the railing. This drew a look of disapproval from his father, who owns the deck, and I'm sure a stern talking-to afterward.
Skeet is delicious, when served with a fine Thanksgiving feast.
I've never shot any trap but I have shot skeet. Those are really tough birds! I would think you'd want to make sure they were done, but I know you're a better cook than I, BD, so I'd probably take your advice on the first ones, anyway! :-)
NYPD forcing people to get rid of their guns. This is where gun registration leads.
"The New York City Police Department is taking aim at owners of shotguns and rifles capable of holding more than five rounds, demanding such guns be surrendered, altered or taken out of the city.
The demand came in the form of some 500 letters mailed out to owners of registered long guns that are in violation of a 2010 city ordinance. The first option for the letter’s recipient is to, “Immediately surrender your Rifle and/or Shotgun to your local police precinct, and notify this office of the invoice number. The firearm may be sold or permanently removed from the City of New York thereafter.”
The notices, mailed Nov. 18, also give owners the options of demonstrating the gun has been moved out of NYPD jurisdiction or modified by a licensed gunsmith to comply with the law."
Ha. Years ago, a pompous jerk of a CEO was at a company outing at an employee's mountain cabin, and insisted on testing his accuracy firing a big 44mag revolver. He proceeded to aim at the target located on the embankment outside the porch, resting the long barrel across his left forearm as he took aim and brushed off the alarmed protests from some of us onlookers. Mr Big Shot knew what he was doing, he insisted, and squeezed off his first shot. Of course the cylinder does not seal perfectly to the barrel, and he got a large flash burn and lost some arm hairs. Nobody who was there ever took the guy seriously again.
I hope the lad here learned a lifelong lesson in gun sense.
That's not at all unusual, I am predominately right-handed but have always shot rifles and shotguns left handed, probably because I am left eye dominant. I don't do enough shooting to justify exclusively southpaw guns, just adapt to right-ejecting guns. It adds another layer of attention to what you are doing, which is probably good discipline. My left-handed bolt action rifle is not my favorite long arm, but if needing to make quick follow-up shots the left hand bolt is an advantage. Pump guns with right ejection are easy adaptations.