This year, we went shooting.
Our rangemaster, Preston, took us on an exciting adventure to an ammo store and a renegade shooting range up Deer Creek, where we learned about military secrets, assault rifles, gunpowder, mercenaries, Preston's Dad, and hunting in MT.... all in just a few hours on a beautiful fall day. It doesn't get much more exciting than this, I tell you.
Preston looked great when he picked us up at Betty's, in full camo, an overgrown beard and a vest filled with such essential accessories as loaded clips and zip ties. A good Fall look. You may recognize him if you've ever attended a Betty's fashion show:
He's really just down for anything.
Anyhow, Lael also dressed well for the event, even though she didn't know what we were doing until we were on our way to the ammo store. Dressed in head-to-toe denim (a popular look on the Fall runway!) with some tough boyfriend jeans and a denim jacket. An Obey tee shirt, Tom's Cordones and black aviators really completed the look. She looked very militia-chic. Don't forget the .22 in her arms. Nice accessory, really coordinates well with the wash of her denim.
We portaged across a creek to our targets. Good thing we weren't wearing heels or open toe shoes, because besides the creek there was lots of broken glass and broken microwaves to be wary of.
We learned a lot about these three rifles...an AR, a 7 MM, and a .22. Preston was a great firearm educator.
Lael took the first shot with the assault rifle. She totally hit her targets.
Doesn't she just look so tough.
I was next up. I went for an Annie Oakley-Virginia City look for the outing, with my garage-sale-score cowboy boots, Prairie Underground bloomer shorts, and ruffly A 2 Z blazer. Apparently Annie Oakley could shoot the ember off of a gentleman's cigar from quite a distance and behind her, over her shoulder. I...on the other hand, was not as talented with the firearms.
I decided that kneeling on my knees was my go-to stance.
Earplugs replaced my usual earring choice for the day. It seemed like a safer bet.
I even sustained an injury from the .22 on my thumb.
We finished the lesson with a classy lunch at Scotty's Table...the perfect combination for an exciting morning.
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