It was a hot, still morning when my great uncle Courtney and I arrived at the gun range.

Over the summer, in-person classes were great!

Note: I didn't get much writing done last week, because I was busy losing lures to 50 pound rockfish at the reservoir. 

We arrived at the trailhead across I-70 from Idaho Springs as early as we could make it, one sunny Saturday morning. There, we stopped to air down the tires and look over our maps one last time using the little cell service we had. 

Well… it’s been a short semester, to say the least.