Back From the Range

A co-worker and I went to the range in Mississippi this morning. My main objective was to get my rifle sighted-in (BZO'ed) to get it on target. After messin' around with it for about an hour, we finally got me shooting in the black. Really satisfying. . . . Below is a pic of me firing its first round:

Being a Marine, and a Texan at that, Mr. Gholson also brought some ridiculously large caliber rifle that he offered to let me shoot. I knew (and am not ashamed to admit) that I had no business shooting this rifle, but I did anyway, with the below result:

I "ate the scope" as they say. I know tomorrow it will be nice and swolen and blue. And yes, it hurt but I maintained my bearing! So, afterward, I turned kind of gun-shy and opted not to shoot the Mauser but let Mr. Gholson shoot it. Dad, it still shoots just fine.

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Harold and Carolyn Visit New Orleans--Again

I know this posting is a bit late, but wanted to update it to reflect Harold and Carolyn's most recent visit. This one will be their last unless I make someone mad and get exiled down here again before I retire. Of course, they are always free to visit NOLA on their own. . . .though I don't recommend it!

This is a pic of the St. Charles streetcar coming to pick us up.

This was taken at the transfer point, where we had to get off one then get on another to do the other half of the route.

Obviously this is them riding the car. Looks like they're having a great time!

We also took a cruise on the Mississippi aboard the Steamboat Natchez.

And we toured the D'Estrehan (Destrehan) plantation (One of the oldest in Louisiana).

And then there's me, sitting on the steps of the slave quarters at Destrehan.