It’s easter so as is traditional shit shooters from all over the West country head to Ilfracombe in darkest Devon for 200 birds of friendly rivalry and banter.
This year 27 shooters descended on The Northgate Inn for breakfast before heading out to The North Devon Shooting Ground for the first round of a hundred birds as a warm up for the main event another hundred birds in the afternoon at The Southwest Shooting School
Unfortunately I forgot to take any pictures so here are a selection from past trips
And I guess that just leaves the scores and who claimed the title of Shit Shooter
As you can see our very own Andy Meerkat was today’s shit splattered thunderbox
What a great day to be alive, 7:30 on a crisp English summers morning, a little dew on the ground, blue skies, a wisp of a breeze and the golden sun just starting to warm things up a little, grabbing my trusty 28 inches it was off to pick Big Gay Al up and head off to Devon for a mornings shooting
A quick forty-five minutes later we were at The Pitstop Cafe, Marsh Barton for breakfast and what a fine breakfast it was too.
Just look at this breakfast
After breakfast had settled a little it was time to take the thirty minute hike back to Ashley, Devon’s premier shooting ground for a friendly 140 birds.
What about the shooting?
Al put me in first on a simo pair of tasty looking crossers, much to my surprise I hit them, hit them again, and again, and again, finishing up with a magnificent 9/10, apprehensively Al took to the stand and walked up with an embarrassing 4/10, it was all over.
Al never recovered from that 5 clay deficit, over the next 13 stands, he pulled a couple back, I pulled further out in front, he pulled a couple back, until the last few stands when he eventually found some form but it was too little too late.
Wood spring Bay Shooting Ground at Wick St Lawrence on the Somerset coast was open today so Big Gay Al and myself went along for a friendly 100 birds
The usual mixture of easy, testing and WTF clays were put on by Trevor and his crew, we even had a tip from Bionic Finger to leave stand one tip last, so heeding his warning we headed for stand two
As has become the norm we both got off to a pretty good start with a couple of eights, then he got an eight, I got a seven, he was one up, I was one up and so on. Going into the last couple of stands we were all even but today unknown to me it was Al that was on a promise from Jane and he totally fucked up on an easy incommmer followed by a zippy little quartering riser, handing victory to me.
Being the first weekend of the school holidays and having got stuck on the motorway for 2 hours on Saturday it was decided to go somewhere fairly local that didn’t require a trip on the M5. After some thought we picked Brookbank, Draycott in Somerset. Big Gay Al had never shot there and it had been 10 years since I shot there.
After a coffee and a condescending safety talk from the owner it was off with our claymate in hand to shoot the sporting layout.
The layout started pretty good with a great variety of clays but soon descended into shit as after about the seventh stand or so the next five or six stands are on the end of their various trap layouts which made them impossible to shot when people were shooting trap disciplines. so it meant we had to go back and shoot some of the first few stands.
As usual the round started well enough with Big Gay taking the lead, me taking the lead and as usual going into the last couple stands we were pretty even, then once again I couldn’t help but think of the good time Trudy had promised if I let Al win and all went to shit and I totally fucked up an easy incomer and a floppy 10 yard teal.
As everyone knows nothing can be kept secret from the shit shooting paparazzi for too long and it appears the trio may have been back in action today at Ashley near Tiverton, Devon
Details are a little sketchy but they could well have been joined by Gary “The legend” , Dr John also shot but we are not sure if he joined the trio, um, er…. quartet.
So the scores
Andy took the honours with a reasonable 76/100
Next up the Legend with 72/100
Bionic finger takes the bronze medal with a magnificent effort
And that just leaves today’s shit shooter. Everyone had a piece of Baz’s ass and when we say everyone, we mean everyone, A class shooters, B class shooters, C class shooters, even the birds only crew got in on the action.
Just time for an honourable mention to Dr John, always there making up the numbers, always having a good time, always with his faithful companion in tow.
(Oops thought I had a picture of Dr John and pickles uploaded, better correct that later)
We hadn’t been to Ashcombe near Exeter in a while so 8:30 this morning me and Big Gay Al struck out on the 45 minute drive to The Grill On The Hill at Kennford for breakfast before making our way to the shooting ground only another 5 minutes along the A380.
We were going to start the day with a round of skeet bunnies but one of the traps wasn’t working so good so gave up.
The round started well for me with a two clay lead on the first stand, two stands later we were even, then Al took the lead by a clay, stretched it out to four clays before I hit back with a couple great stands leaving to all to play for on the last two stands.
I then remembered Trudy (Big Gay Al’s wife) said she would show me a good time if I let Al win because he gets all grumpy if he loses, with this thought ringing in my mind I handed victory to Al.