I was waiting my turn to shoot, while talking with my oldest brother. I had my gun in one hand and the magazine clip in the other. We didn't load until the signal was given and everyone was ready and stationary. It was all very organized and safe, with two shooters at a time.
When it was the kids' turns, we all had helpers to keep everything safe. They were able to shoot rifles, pistols, and other types of guns. The kids were all excited to practice shooting and were very attentive to the rules of the activity.
Kimble did not shoot, and he didn't really enjoy the time there (understandably).
After a few hours at the range, we all made our way to set up camp...but our family took a slight detour. There was another place I wanted to visit in our little town, and that was Golden China...the very best Chinese food restaurant I've ever eaten at. It was a favorite of ours growing up, and throughout the upcoming week, many of us snuck over to Golden China to partake of it's noodle goodness. Yum. We ordered some rice, noodles, and two meat platters, and we ate buffet style. The kids all loved it.
After we were sufficiently stuffed, we continued on to the campsite. This is the little road that leads to the campsites. So densely covered in trees. We love The Mudhole!
Kimble was exhausted from the day's activities, and he fell asleep on my lap...a theme that would be reaccurring throughout the week.
Years ago, my mom's wedding ring broke, and the diamond fell out and was lost. She was saddened by this, and at the time, couldn't afford the extra costs associated with fixing it. So, she took the pieces of the ring and put it away in a special place. Fast forward to earlier this year...one of my siblings had the idea to get her ring fixed. We wanted it to be a surprise, so we didn't let my parents know what we were planning. For months, the sibling secret op mission was underway, but one major thing limited our progress: We couldn't find the ring! We had local siblings looking through her jewelry box and other places in my parent's bedroom (trying not to get caught!) but the ring could not be found. Finally, we brought my dad in on the secret, to see if he could help us locate the broken ring.
He couldn't find it either, but we did get some clues. After a lot of searching, one sibling got lucky and found the ring! It was imediately express mailed to my brother Ian, who brought it to a jewelry store that his wife had previously worked at. Using her work discount, and all the money that each of us had previously put in a special "ring" account, we were able to fix my mom's wedding ring AND have a new (upgraded) diamond put in it. The ring was completed just days before the reunion, and on this night, we planned to surprise her with it.
So after welcoming everyone officially to the start of the reunion, we had my dad get up and begin the process of building up to the end result, which was presenting my mom with her new (old) wedding ring!