450 yards with a 300wsm

...And I hit the target. On my first (and only) shot. At dusk. Yes, I am awesome! I told Dad and he was super impressed, so you know that means something.

It was so perfectly beautiful, I ended up taking more pictures than shooting. I only had my itouch, so the photos aren't as great as they could have been.

The target is at the end of this road, where you can't even see anymore. That is 450 yards, in case you were wondering. 

Our makeshift gun table. The tailgate and a fold-up chair.

Ray shot quite a bit while I talked myself into doing it. Seriously, every time he pulled the trigger the kickback hit me clear on the other side of the truck. He kept letting me it sounded/looked way worse than it was, blah blah blah. I kinda believed him, kinda felt like he was full of crap - but my pride was far too big not to do it. So I did. I knew it would be intense, and the kick would be brutal, but it was way worse than I expected. I had a a massive bruise for 3 weeks.

By the time it came my turn to shoot, it was almost dark. At 450 yards in the dark, shooting the scariest gun ever, I still hit the target. I was very, very proud of myself. Ray took one more shot after me, and he hit something. The gate at the end of the road. Put a huge ding in it, and took off the paint. Whoops. We are so, so sorry, gateowner!

Love,

Brittney

Photoshoot

A guy I work with, Dave Terry, is a photographer. He saw the pictures of our trip this Christmas, and wanted to take some pictures of me in my abaya for his portfolio. I've never really even ever had professional pictures taken, let alone an actual photo shoot. I wasn't very good - I was really awkward and stiff. I don't like pictures at all, so this was a huuuge stretch for me. It was definitely a different experience! I think the pictures turned out really well, though!! Despite my inexperience at picture taking. Let me know what you think!