Toad and I head out to a nice gun range just west of the city....you're your own rangemaster, it's out in the country and undisturbed by folks and the stuff folks like to build.
We throw clay birds from a trap which mounts into his trucks tow hitch(very comfortable sittin on the tail gate) and blow them up with 12 gauge shotguns....loud explosions and visual feedback from exploding clay somehow brings about an unexplainable calm....very relaxing.
Good friends, gunpowder, loud explosions, the great outdoors....what could possibly be wrong with any of that?
Invite stands to anyone ever drifting thru KC....good BBQ, fun with guns and a most gracious host of 13th TAS guys to insure your fun.
