Day 8 - Pocatello, ID
I came around the corner to find that my husband and the plume had devised some sort of "throwing a large stick" game. Be sure to click on each pic to enlarge them. I have my own opinion, but I'll let you decide who has the better form!
Doof-Dog dwarfed by the landscape.
The delightful RW.
The hubby falls in love with guns all over again.
Sharpshooter Jillian.
The gang.
Labels: vacation
4 Comments:
Concerning stick throwing: It's always important to extend through the elbow. All too often I find that novice stick throwers don't push through starting from the shoulder and extend through the elbow.
From what I can tell from the photos, both Sean and Plume are experienced stick javalin-ists. I imagine that the competition was brutal.
It was brutal indeed.
I made Sean cry.
Yes, it was brutal, and comical at the same time. Although Sean contests to the crying part, and wants to state for the record, it was only whining!
Well yes. He DID whine.
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