Shot the Sportrap with Nicky T on Wednesday, extremely badly I might add. Don't know what was wrong with me but I didn't miss much on stands 1 & 2 of each layout (well except the last one from the staging) but 3, 4 and 5 I was missing with dash and aplomb. It was a good enough set of layouts but like most I suppose I find it hard to be truly objective when I've shot like a tit.
A nights sleep in a highly recommended local hotel (The Merrymouth Inn at Fifield) and I was ready for the Prelim FITASC. Weather was mixed, shot the first layout in the dry and shot a 27 x 30, well chuffed. Second layout was I think the toughest or perhaps equally as tough as the 4th, shot that in heavy rain but it was the targets that beat me, well the targets and me! On the last peg I was first up on the doubles, an evil steroid fuelled battue with a much "kinder" left to right crosser on report. Set up, called ready, missed the battue forgot it was doubles and tried to double barrel the bastard and missed! finished that layout with an 18. Bite of lunch and out to the 3rd layout, this is were the delays started, we were supposed to start at 15:10 (just about the time Peter Wilson was starting to win the Gold medal) ended up standing under trees in the pouring rain for more than 30 minutes before starting. This layout, "Railway Line" was not as forgiving as the first but with the exception of a midi teal was perhaps not as hard as the 2nd & 4th layouts. Rain eased up a bit and I was the only one on the squad to marmalise the midi teal from the second hoop to help me to a more than respectable 24.
Now the bad bit, we'd heard the last layout was running a bit late, we were due on the 1st hoop at 17:40 but were told to get to the waiting point at 18:15. Trudged over there to find the squad in front of us still waiting to start so we ended up standing in a field in the teeming rain for well over an hour. Didn't take much notice of what time we started but it was nearly quarter to nine when we fired the last shot
To say we were not a happy band was an understatement, they had some minor trap problems but we think the issue was that it was a slow shooting layout and the 7th man added to every squad culminated in this unacceptable delay.
Then to compound the misery of the layout on the last hoop, which had been described to me by a current GB team Vet team member as one of the toughest stands of FITASC sporting he'd ever shot
, I had a gun malfunction. well to be more precise a cartridge malfunction. I got in the hoop to shoot the 5 singles, pulled the trigger and "pop" the primer had fired but the powder hadn't, leaving the wad stuck in the barrel. No one on the squad had any cleaning rods and a branch cut from a tree didn't have the strength to knock the wad back out. I ended up borrowing a Miroku trap gun from a squad member but the stock was too short and the balance felt totally different to my Miroku sporter. So I'm now shooting 11 targets on the toughest hoop of the day, in the rain after hanging about for best part of two hours in fading light with a strange gun. I genuinely can't remember what I hit but I know I missed a couple of birds I thought I would have killed with my own gun, finished the layout with another 18 and a total of 87 x 120.
Another long trudge back to base to find some poor sods shooting off virtually in the dark. There was a lot of frowning going on as you can imagine. Then the good news, I had finished 2nd in D class so picked up a medal, 250 Hull Sovereign cartridges and the promise of a cheque in the post. The prize giving ceremony was held in the pitch dark and the officials couldn't see the medals or certificate to make the awards until some competitor lent them a torch, honestly you couldn't make it up.
Found out this morning that I'd been beaten into second by 1 bird and have convinced myself I'd have won if not for the popper. Never had a single issue with my choice of carts for the many years I've shot them, must have shot many tens of thousands over those years but I'm going to give Hull Pro Ones a run just to show my displeasure with Eley!
Finally got home about half past midnight, absolutely knackered, been up since 06:45 and when you get to my advanced years standing in a field in the pouring rain drains your energy like a marathon run to a younger man.
Would I do it again, don't know tbh, the seven man squads were in many peoples opinion a mistake, we think it was that which was responsible for the delays. If they hold a prelim FITASC in the future I'll make my mind up depending on the location and the squad size.
Mr Potter