Shots Fired!

Our last trip of the season was to someone's raw land. I voted for tent camping, but was glad the hubs was apposed after 2 bouts with heavy rain on Saturday evening. The tent campers had to sleep in dampness.

We have discovered that our youngest daughter has a fascination with shooting. She gets a huge kick out of shooting her Dad's .22 rifle. Knowing this, and that we were going to be camping where we could practice, I bought zombie targets to make it more fun. I, on the other hand, like the quiet fire of a bow. But I couldn't hit the broad side of a zombie if I tried that weekend.  The youngest, on the other hand, is getting better at hitting the target, and could fire off a box of rounds in a short order.