Here's a few shots from yesterday's sporting clays annihilation.
First up, an arty I-35 shot, where the flyover from 290 crosses over, as we're heading north:
Here's our mob's shadows at station 2. Our target has just leapt from the trap.
This used to be a small lake. It is now a clay graveyard. We need rain!
Larry shooting, while Alan pushes the buttons. If you look really close, you can see the two clays. Larry has just broken the higher of the two; you can see it's a bigger smudge as opposed to a sharp dot.
This is a 1:1 crop of a pic of a Rabbit target, running across the edge of the bigger lake (which is also much depleted of water).
This is a target leaving the trap on station 12.
And finally, another arty shot, this time of the big Agave cactus by the clubhouse.