Wednesday, May 16, 2012

An old fashion shootin'

Ready steady aim 
Shock that I actually hit the can

Celebrating my shot

My brother was digging around upstairs and found my dad's old pellet gun. I have distinct memory with my dad and Matt and this gun. We were up the mountains and the three of us pulled off the road that leads to Big Boulder Ski Resort. We hiked back on an ATV trail until we found a good spot to practice shooting cans. I don't remember if I hit any then, but I do remember giving it a go. I guess those are the things you do when you grow up with a brother.
So Matt pulled the gun out, pumped it up a few times and we all aimed and took shots. It was a lot of fun. Good times!

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