April and May are dedicated to hunting turkeys. This year six relatives made camp in Warren's workshop. Lots of stories, food, beer, jokes, but sadly no turkeys this time around. Even so we all had great time. A favorite part of the weekend was the clay pigeon shoot.
The Godfather/Goddaughter duo
The joy of rural life....riding on the tailgate to a clay pigeon shoot.
What exactly are you protecting, Maria?
As the adults set up, the sand mountain calls to the kids.
I always find something on the ground to photograph. This time it's a cluster of johnny jump-ups (I think).
Warren mans the thrower with Peter's help.
A little competition
Taylor needs more shells.
The guys hide Sam's shells.
(even I had a chance to shoot, but no pictures)
Never too young to practice your form....butt firmly pressed into the shoulder, firm grip on the forearm, and finger off the trigger until ready to shoot. Joseph's got it figured out. And yes, the gun is unloaded.
Good, clean, family fun!