Clay games can be frustrating, humbling... maddening! Even more so when equipment doesn't work as intended and designed.
One course we were shooting on, they used these little black targets through the shade of the trees. None of us could see them at all! Lol! We could hear the trap release, but that was it.
I was successful enough at hitting the rabbit station consistantly enough that the staff called me "an ol ground swatter"! Lol!
Last edited by DeanAnderson; 08/25/22.
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