Whenever we make it up to my relatives in Indiana we always get to shoot guns.  Something we don’t get much here in downtown Birmingham.  We usually shoot clay pigeons, and this trip was no exception.  Here are some pics of my dad, my uncle Jim and my brother and Maryann shooting in the cold a few days after Christmas.

(p.s. I talked to Stephen the other day. As I was talking to him, he was standing about 100 feet from an elephant in the middle of Ambiseli Park. I can’t wait to see those pics. He’s also been getting great footage out with the Maasai. He said that the first day they got there, the tribe met them singing in full out traditional garb.They’ve already seen lots of paitients and dug a well. I can’t believe what all has happened in only a week. More soon! -Jessi)