I've never been skeet shooting before, the most I've ever shot a gun has been at Brian's uncle's house in east Texas and with those experiences, I have learned I am much better at shooting targets than moving objects, but I still had a great time TRYING.
Dakota loves getting out of the house so we brought her along for the ride.
Blanco is not too far of a drive, only about 45 minutes, plus the 10 minutes extra since we got a little turned around on one of the roads and ended up a little lost.
She loves looking out the window.
This was at Robin's - His family's house is right on the Blanco river - so jealous! As soon as we walked down to the river Dakota dove in, she loves the water. Look at her tongue.
This is me after about 4 hours of shooting. My arms were tired, I still hadn't really hit anything, and kinda started feeling a lot of soreness in my arm.
Dakota was TERRIFIED of the shots. She hid under the truck the entire time.
Brian and Robin doing what they do best.
I thought this picture was hilarious b/c it just looks trashy. I mean, a beat up truck, hundreds of shells, beer bottles, a random lawn chair, icechest and boxes galore. I had to capture it's hilariousness.
We all knew my arm was feeling sore, but the next morning I awoke with this giant bruise. Today, it's more of a purple dotted number.Yes this video is sideways, but what better way to see my form and technique than feeling like you were right there with me- ha!
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