Some of my oldest and dearest friends have come to visit us in Denver, and so far it has been an absolute blast.
Our day started in the mountains, where we hiked up to Lost Lake, got some snaps, and then drove into the scenic town of Nederlands.
Our drive back included two compulsory stops; a trip to Starbucks (drive through, of course) and a visit to the range to let off a few rounds of ammunition.
Lachy and I don’t have a huge amount of experience with handguns; in fact, we don’t have any at all.
Fortunately, a tiny old lady in her 70s was next to us at the range, and she kindly helped us to both load, cock, and then unleash the full power of our pistol. Between shots, she told us that over the weekend she had put up some shelving, and due to her age her hands were still a bit sore. Because of her fragile, she said she could only use her smaller pistol today at the range!
Only in America.