Jackrabbits & Big Game Hunters
Empty ammunition shells glint in the sun. I crunch through the snow above Suicide Hill, trying not to flinch at the crack-crack of rifle shots as clay pigeons are systematically demolished
Empty ammunition shells glint in the sun. I crunch through the snow above Suicide Hill, trying not to flinch at the crack-crack of rifle shots as clay pigeons are systematically demolished
The Pemberton Wildlife Association Shooting Report from 2015. Read On!
Empty ammunition shells glint in the sun. I crunch through the snow above Suicide Hill, trying not to flinch at the crack-crack of rifle shots as clay pigeons are systematically demolished