Markswoman?

Ok, so there has been *one* thing I've found time to do over the past few weeks...

 

My dad and I went to the range tonight and I think I shot pretty well. This is around 250 rounds of 9mm with about 20 rounds of .45 from between 7 and 15 yards.

Here's another picture of the same target to give some size perspective:

 

 

I was wondering if skilled women shooters were called marksmen, but as it turns out markswoman is a real word.

Over the past few years, I've tried to get my dad to go hiking, skiing, and camping with me but he wasn't too interested in doing any of those things. Last year we went on a 4-wheeling trip in our jeeps but that didn't feel all that bonding. Probably because he has this monster jeep that can get places my little Liberty can't and I think I hold him back from the stuff he'd really like to be doing.

But shooting...that's the one activity we're finally bonding over. It's kind of wierd I guess, but I'll take it.