I had always had a passion for clay shooting from my experiences with it on friend’s or family’s ranches in Texas, but I never really found a true appreciation for the sport until coming to Penn.
My first close friend at Penn was an outgoing, eccentric, fun-going New Yorker who went to a private school in the city. So it was to my surprise when a city dwelling Yankee asked me to go clay shooting with me over one of the first weekends I spent at Penn. I thought that I was going to blow this guy out of the water with my Texan roots and undeniable hand-eye-coordination. I was wrong. This friend, Ben, who also happens to be my current roommate, turned out to be a world ranked clay-shooting prodigy. It was from him that I truly found an appreciation for the sport, and from him that I can attribute most of my newfound skill. Ben quickly introduced me to the Penn Shooting Club, and from there on out I found myself getting involved in weekend pistol shoots, and various other events with Ben and a very eclectic and diverse group of students interested in learning more about marksmanship and shooting. The shooting club allows all interested students opportunities to learn more about gun safety, functions, and sports.
Through Ben and the shooting club, I have made a habit of taking trips with him, my closest friends, and most recently, my girlfriend out to the M&M Hunting Reserve in New Jersey to take on their always changing and challenging clay pigeon course, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and possibly wager a few friendly bets.