Alex was here visiting for the long Thanksgiving weekend. We had the traditional dinner on Thursday, then on Friday he and Rick decided to try out their guns. Maybe they were thinking of the pilgrims shooting their dinner? Before they could shoot, there were preparations. First they cleaned everything.
Doesn’t everyone clean their guns at the kitchen table? At least they did take off the nice tablecloth and cover the table with old towels.
Then there were targets to make – it’s nice to know Alex learned some valuable skills at boot camp.
A ways up the road from us some friends of ours have a shooting range on their property and they allowed us to use it. It has a nice covered area (good since it was pouring rain) with a huge wood stove to keep us toasty warm – if only we had remembered the matches!
Rick and Alex are setting up their targets.
Rick shooting his .22
Alex shooting the pistol.
They tried to teach me to shoot the pistol, Alex told me all about breathing techniques and aim. I must say, it didn’t do a lot of good, I’m not very accurate! I did manage to hit a few clay pigeons with the .22.
Rick shooting his Henry .44 magnum rifle. The guys actually hit what they were aiming at.
After several rounds, they go out in the rain to check the targets and put up new clay pigeons. While the guys were adjusting the targets I was pondering, why do they call them clay pigeons? They don’t look anything like pigeons. And why would you want to shoot a pigeon anyway? I don’t think I really understand this whole gun thing.
Alex shooting the rifle.
It was a beautiful location. I don’t think I will ever be a huge gun or shooting fan, but the guys liked it and it was nice to have time to spend together – though we did miss Megan. And now Alex has flown south (upgraded to First Class!) to return to school. Hopefully he will be able to spend a few weeks here this summer after he graduates.