I don't know why I am a grown woman who is not pregnant and this still happens to me.
But the crazy dirt road and the crazy/wonderful Jeep was too much and I about lost it.
Then we got all the guns set up and my first shot was on my Grandpa's old Deer rifle and the scope kicked back and Jabbed me in the eye, and I started to cry.
It was a rocky start to a great day.
Mike Doge and his guns.
Whitney and Mike Doge and their "Sweetie" "honey"
Dad and his horrible dismounts from the Jeep putting mud all over his pants.
And there is something still quite beautiful about Utah, when it is in it's ugly winter phase with no snow and smog. The sage brush and mud remind me of being a kid.
Twas a great day.



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