It must be hatchling time for fence lizards, there were babies all over...
We hiked up the creek for a little while...
Lots of bones in the desert...
After we got back, we setup camp, and setup some targets and commenced to unload.
Jim with my SKS.
Ryan smirking after throwing some lead downrange.
Tom was so happy to get away from Chicago, he started break dancing out of nowhere:
And then, just as it was getting dark, Ryan decided to make a spectacle of himself. We told him to go as far
away as possible, but nooooo, he had to take a shit 50 feet from camp...
The pile he left was uncanny.
We started painting with light...which ended up pretty cool....
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