Spent-what, four hours yesterday? shooting, and the decompression was so fast I nearly got the bends.

Several hundreds of rounds of 45 went down range, and even more 22, and some 9, and then we moved to the trap range and shot a full case of 12 gauge at a full case of clays.

Most of the clays were safe. The safest place to be, when we’re shooting trap, is apparently, the air anywhere over the trap range.

A pair of red shouldered hawks kept circling overhead, fully aware of our ineptitude.