Pictures in random order.
Above, my friend Duke popping targets.
Our dinner table. Oil lamps and handguns optional.
My good friend, Senior Chief, and husband of Jacked Up Glock Mom, in silent prayer breakfast won't upset his tummy.
Our friend and new aux member, Russell decided to test some storage wheat. He mixed it fifty-fifty with all purpose flour and made pancakes for the crew. I think Duke ate a baker's dozen. They were excellent. Thanks, Russell.
Then a night of poker. All in all, great fun, some hard work, but lots of great friendship.