I learned a life lesson from my best friend one day, along with a lot of other trap shooters.
We were at an Annual Turkey Shoot at the Sadorus Sportsman's Club, in SW Champaign County, when, later in the day, some young guys showed up with their field guns- a collection of questionable shotguns. One look told us they were basically rifle shooters, and had no real training on how to shoot a shotgun at clay targets.
An older guy, who was a 27-yard handicap shooter, hurried into the club house to sign up to shoot against these kids. My friend, Bruce, went in and told the score keeper to sign him up on any squad where this older shooter was signing up to shoot against the kids.
The young guns shot maybe 3-7 out of 10 targets to finish a distant out-of-the-money. Bruce either outshot the other guy, or tied him, only to beat him in the shoot-off back at some 30 yards behind the trap house. When he won the match, he would find the best shooter of the three younger shooters on the squad, and give him the winning ticket so the guy could take home a turkey.
Bruce made sure that the older guy never won a turkey shooting against those young guns. When the three young guns figured out what Bruce was doing, they tried harder, to be the best between themselves, and win a turkey via Bruce.
I was watching this from behind with a group of other experienced shooters, and all of them commented on how much they enjoyed seeing this old shooter taught a lesson. They waited until the old shooter left before going up to Bruce and congratulating him on his sportsmanship, and thanking him for being so generous to the young guns. It was his way of helping out young guys, so they didn't get discouraged, and leave our sport, but had a chance to shoot against shooters of their own level of skill.
Years later, my BP club set up a Trap, and we began holding 10-bird matches as part of the club program. We had half a dozen members who owned shotguns, but none of them was experienced as I was. On a bad day, I would break 8 out of the 10 targets, but the next closest score would be 2! I stopped shooting against the other members, and instead volunteered to keep score, and pull the trap for the others. I intentionally would leave my shotgun home.
One day, one of the guys bet me I could not break two targets thrown at once( doubles). Another member handed me his loaded DB shotgun, and I watched as they adjusted the trap to throw doubles. Then I called pull, and broke both targets. The winning score for the club trap match had only been 2 out of ten that day, and someone grumbled that I would have tied that score with that double I broke.
I told the guys I had been shooting Trap for years, and it simply was not fair to them to have me shooting against them. I would much rather coach them to get them to break more targets, so that eventually they could compete with me, than to beat them soundly at every shoot now. I even took my modern shotgun and several boxes of shells to the club one day to allow the guys to use it to learn to lead targets Scores doubled after that first "training session", but that only meant that someone might break 4 targets out of 10! They needed to do a lot more work.
A couple of years ago, I finally shot a trap match at the club on a day with very gusty winds, blowing right into my face. I only broke 6 targets, but still came in 4th place. I was horrified! I did laugh a lot, as we shot, as the gusts were so strong that clays were blown straight up , and often landed either at our feet, or behind us! We were standing 10 yards behind the trap! :blah: :hatsoff: I learned that some of the shooters had HIT NO Targets in that match, so maybe that 6 was not so bad a score afterall. I have yet to shoot another trap shoot where bystanders were yelling, " In-coming" to warn the shooters to duck! :shocked2: :surrender: :thumbsup: