in fact, was not unlike the trap used at our club 
     
     today. Nicol patented his trap, and sold it to 
     
     Remington who marketed it for a number of years ina 
     
     lightweight aluminum model. 
     
    
   
   
    
     The first Provincial championship in July 
     
     triggered a new enthusiasm toward competitive skeet 
     
     shooting, and within a month plans were being made by 
     
     a group of members to attend the Maritime Trap and 
     
     Skeet Championships, slated for the Fredericton Gun 
     
     Club on Labour Day. The Club ordered new shooting 
     
     jackets in late June. They arrived in early August 
     
     and were pale yellow in color with the club crest sewn 
     
     on the back. Most of the regular members ordered one, 
     
     and the $12.50 cost would be more than compensated 
     
     when they arrived at Fredericton at least looking like 
     
     a club of skeet shooters. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Through the summer of 1954 the Maritime 
     
     Association encouraged the Charlottetown Club to 
     
     expand and members even talked of hosting the Maritime 
     
     Championships in the near future, but a new layout 
     
     would have to be considered first, including the 
     
     introduction of trapshooting. Henry Douglas was in 
     
     the process of building the Club a new bear trap, and 
     
     President Gillies and Hugh Simpson were reviewing the 
     
     constitution and by-laws with an eye toward 
     
     Incorporation. 
     
    
   
   
    
     On the Labour Day weekend nine members-—Ralph 
     
     Jenkins, Gil Houston, Ron Atkinson, Wylie Bryenton, 
     
     Art Hogan, Bob Hyndman, Ollie Harper, Glydon Willis, 
     
     and Hugh Simpson--made the trip to the Fredericton Gun 
     
     Club in Marysville, N.B., and the Maritime 
     
     Championships, becoming the first Island clay target 
     
     shooters to ever participate in a competition outside 
     
     the province. I recall the trip over with Art H an 
     
     the colorful jackets lined with crests, the seemingly 
     
     over-officious refereeing, the targets that 'came too 
     
     quickly' with the electric release, the delicious 
     
     beans that were baked all day in an underground pit, 
     
     my first encounter with now longtime shooting friend 
     
    
   
   
    
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