I finally got to a Trade Gun shoot on Saturday at the Lansing Muzzleloaders club. They have a great course, fine food, a nice fire and good coffee. The weather was mild, the sun even came out for a while. I shot with Pathfinder and a couple other fellows, and we had a grand time. I had my unfinished Jackie Brown Early Virginia "Barn Gun" and a brand new flint. Having never shot this smoothbore before and never shot a Trade Gun match, I was pretty mellow in my expectations. The only issue I had was that the rammer had swelled up in the channel and I had to use a puller to extract it. I carried it in my hand, stuck into my sash when shooting and in the muzzle after loading for the station. The smoothbore did very well, I hit some of the difficult targets and missed too many easy ones.
The level of tom-foolery, hard-core ribbing and "helpful" banter was high ("Aim Higher. More. There"). And here is where the Pay Attention comes in. We shot the first 12 Trade Gun targets, all with RB. Then there were 4 clay birds to be taken with shot. Now where is my ramrod? Must have fallen outa my sash....nope. Between the last RB target and the claybirds was only 12 feet down the path.... Friend Dennis Neely mentioned that my shot seemed to go way high on that last target...could I have left the ramrod in on that last shot? Naw....maybe...could have....probably did. The last RB target is a large round metal "frying pan" out at what the club guide said was all of 180 yards. Hence the need for some hold over....every other target was down hill from the shooting stick, and if I would have left the rammer in for those shots, it would have fallen out as soon as the muzzle dipped to acquire the target. Not that frying pan.
With no rammer to be found, and 4 birds to shoot with shot, my close friend Pathfinder went on the hunt and harvested a natural rammer (he cut off a sapling twig) for me. Using this improvised ram rod, I loaded up powder, a wad, shot and another wad and I actually hit the second bird tossed.
So....have fun on the trail. Tell jokes, laugh, ridicule poor shots, mock your opponents clothing, lineage, dog and general appearance. But keep track of what you are doing, or you might find yourself at a station, primed and ready with no load in the gun (Ted) or wondering why that last shot went high and where the heck your ramrod went to.
I am sure some one will be by shortly with a picture or two...