Sunday, November 8, 2009
Men and their toys.
My father purchased my grandfather's golf cart, and then he installed an off-road package, gun racks, and added seats in the back. This is a picture of the final product: A University of Texas off-road golf cart for him to ride around the sports-shooting range. He rides from station to station and "kills" clay pigeons that randomly fly across the field.
It's slightly romantic, because now my mother will go to the range with him and ride around in his cart. The good news is that this is a gasoline golf cart- so at least quail, dove, and pheasants will hear him coming if ever he uses this cart to hunt living birds.