I had a blast. The Clevelands are wonderful host. The trip started out a little ruff. My GPS took me to the cemetery in back of Charlies place. Charlie hadn't mentioned anything about bringing a shovel so I quickly deduced that it wasn't the correct place. We both got a good laugh out of that. The doves were flying a little slow but it didn't matter. We were both having a good time talking guns and old cars. Our attention spans must be a little short because the doves kept sneaking up on us. By the time we noticed a dove it was half way to the next county. We shot anyway. The guns I took hadn't seen the light of day in I don't know when. Might have helped if I had spent some time at the range (may be not). May have to see if I can find some squirrel's in a couple of weeks. They don't fly away from you.
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