Thanksgiving

Yesterday was wonderful!  Because my grandparents were out of town for Thanksgiving, and no other relatives live nearby, my family had several people over who don't have family around here.  While some people went out hunting, that was too boring for me.  That, and I was too lazy to go find where my camo and blaze orange has been stored away, as well as the fact that my gun wasn't sighted in.  So, out came the targets and my .22 and my muzzleloader. Well, I shot my .22 and had a lot of fun filling a old Dr. Pepper bottle with lead.  

And then, while checking the target, we heard a squirrel in the woods behind the target.  So what else did I do, but go stalking it.

Sadly, it got away.  I saw it, but I didn't have a good shot.  It was hard for me to admit defeat, that the squirrel escaped, but I finally swallowed my pride and went back to target practice.  I then got out my .50 caliber muzzleloader to sight it in. Have I ever mentioned that I love my muzzleloader?

Ain't it a beauty?  I just L.O.V.E. this picture of it - looks so old-fashioned doesn't it?   But this next one is really, just plain awesome!

Sorry for the poor quality of the photo; my brother couldn't get a decent picture so I had to cut a frame from the video he got.  Well, my cheekbone is a bit sore this morning.  That gun has a bit of recoil to it!  I'm going to finish sighting it in later this afternoon, so hopefully I'll have some better pics to post later!