Can you even pop a cap with a shotgun? Maybe only if you're a gangsta, haha. Anyway, another goal that I'm overdue in writing about is #92, going to the shooting hole with Dad. Unfortunately, the hole we went to as a family a few years back was no longer set up for shooting, so we went to a new place close to Taylor. It was a pretty spot with boulder clusters, a variety of brushes, and a big, bright blue sky. The clays didn't have much of a chance against the likes of Mom, Brian, Pops, and I. (Ok, they had a decent chance against us, but a 0% chance against the boulders :)
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