We got up at 6:15, cleared out of the room, checked out, and had breakfast with part of the crew. That made all of us late to get out there. Everything got done more ore less on time anyway Although we were sweating whether or not the owner would get the machines loaded in time. He wouldn't let us help.
We did get started on the warmups a little late because all of the ammo was on the course. Mar has been getting more and more pissed at the owner. Next year the shoot will be somewhere near Dallas.
The shoot went pretty well except for three guys that are club members that jumped stations and screwed up everything. I kept score at the flurry. It was fun and we made a lot of money. They had a new automatic trapper controller. All you had to do was push start and it threw all the birds. Ellen and I managed to shoot the flurry 4 times.
The food was great - brisket, beans, potato salad and pie. We didn't win anything in the raffle even though we had lots of tickets. That was fine, there was only three or four prizes that we would have wanted.
We packed everything up and then we had to wait for the owner to come back from doing a target count. This was an asshole move and was the last straw. He'll never have the shoot again.
We had a good conversation with various members of the crew while we were waiting. Marc was finally done with the owner and we all left.
The trip back was speedy and uneventful. We stopped at Tractor Supply for bird seed, HEB for gas, and Sonic for dinner.
I've really blown my diet over the last 48 hours. The exercising has been sketchy also. It will be interesting to see what I weigh tomorrow. Things will be back to normal then.
The evening was reading and surfing. Ellen is catching up on all the weird shows she's had taped for the last three weeks.
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