well me and john rode our bikes up to farmland today and froze our butts off
this 1st pic was somewhere over halfway when we got some gas.
was pretty muddy in places
"butt" over all the course looked great....
i thought this was a neat shot of a daddy long legs
and a few more pics
had a great time, and saw dale and doyle.
we made a guy from on up north loose a couple arrows on the small game course, ITBA style...lol " follow the leader"
i shoot lots of tens and had lots of misses , ended up shooting 656 out of a possible 888
i'll be going back next year .
its well worth the money at $15 bucks for 80 targets {big game course}
then theres a small game coures and a smoker also, we skiped the smoker since the radar was showing a big storm getting close. but we missed the rain and was alot warmer ride home.
i think maybe old men cant count becouse i was 0 for 6, what did ya do with the other arrow john? lol............. well i have to admit he did shoot 6 times, stuck 3 and nicked another.
but i think it was only becouse of me yelling " shoot damn it shoot " that he hit them...
I'll go with you boys next year if'n you go. Niece's graduation got in the way. She was the last graduation until the grandkids start it up. By then I'll be too old to shoot anyway.
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I see you got a little "behind" one of the groups.
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If a covey of quail flushed out in front, would she point ?
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I do not seek the good of others as a sanction for my right to exist, nor do I recognize the good of others as a justification for their seizure of my property or their destruction of my life.- Hank Rearden