Headin' for the Hills

If I was anywhere else I might have thought twice about meeting a almost stranger out in the hills, all alone, to play with guns. But this is here, and here that's normal.

And going shooting for a first date says allot about a person.

    I come from a... safer family, where guns are prohibited. And running out to meet some boy no one knows in the middle of nowhere is unthinkable.

So I sneak out and head for the hills.

He meets me out there in his Big, Sexy, Dodge Truck. 

And pulls out several guns. A shotgun. A muzzle loader. And a 22.

The shotgun and I aren't great friends after the deafening hunting experience. But I'm a hell of a shot with the 22- Shooting the lid of a water jug at 30 yards.

      And it wouldn't be a party unless something exploded.

So we stick a fire extinguisher out there and he shoots it with the muzzle loader, first shot.

Sadly it wasn't exciting as I expected it to be. No explosion, no cloud. Just started spraying the foam out as if we had pulled the handle.

I'm defiantly taking propane next time. haha

   After we rode around the hills in the darkness listening to Blake Shelton the whole way back to my truck.

Not a bad date... this one may be a keeper ;)