The range is only a few miles away and set in a lovely wooded area.
I had to hold the gun while Samuel got his ear duffs and cartridges sorted out. Safety first of course which is why the gun is broken (open).
Here's the boy inspecting his new purchase. He's swapped his old, smaller gun for the new 12 bore (with a little financial help from the bank of Mum and Dad).
Moss of course knew something was up as soon as he heard his first Pheasant!! He sat patiently waiting for one to fall from the sky. He was so disappointed to find out it was clays and not the real thing. John was in charge of sending the clays.
John and Samuel set up at the shooting stand.........
while Moss waited....again!!
Samuel did really well on each of the stands.
even managing to have a go at 2 clays at once.
All too soon it was time to go home. Off went one man and his dog.......
while I (the family pack horse according to Samuel) brought up the rear!!! Cheers. Thanks for that son.