Clay Pigeons

Here's my fam out for a good round of clay pigeon shooting over the Christmas holiday. And, I digress, I kinda stink at it...and although that may not sound shocking, we had a Hunting Club growing up. What is that, you ask?? Some acreage, some birds, some bird dogs for hire and lots of various clay pigeon stations ranging from double bouncing ones to the obvious flying ones. Customers would pay to hunt birds or visit the clay pigeon ranges. So, with all that, you'd think I'd be good, and sometimes I surprise myself and hit the little, orange, clay disc but even then I don't really know how it happened. But, along comes my sister-in-law who has never tried it, never done it and she rocks every year!! Come on! She dusts almost every single one of them! Oh well!! I think my dad might like her a tiny bit better than me now....hmmm...anyway, there was a campfire and we had fun regardless..enjoy!

Here my little sis and her hubby are shooting, as my dad and brother throw...can you find both clays...I can!!! And then my dear hubby getting ready for his turn.




My Ragamuffin #1...decked in Grammy's coat because she's always cold...and like the dainty thing she is, she quickly found the closest mud puddle and made sure to coat both boots thoroughly in it!!



The middle man who wanted everyone to save the shells for him to line up and play with


My dorky brother, we have too much fun! I found this mask and made him try it on and he wouldn't take it off...here he is tellling me to take his picture while he's a NINJA!! He's smiling.


My crazy-dead-eye sister-in-law....gotta know her secret! And she's like 7 mos prego here and still dead on!! Aaaack! I think she's mocking my lack of ability in this one...what d'ya think?