My Mother the Assassin: Clay Shooting in Lana’i

Today we headed out with Lana’i Western Adventures for a UTV ride and clay shooting. Yes, I said clay shooting, who could have ever thought I would ever go gun shooting?

My mother has many talents but I never expected she would be a sharp shooter.

 

Not me. Certainly not my mother.

Our guide Mike took us out into the wilderness and we were so happy we had Bruce’s tour yesterday because we knew all of the geography. Along the way to the treeline white spotted deer from India jumped out of hiding and we saw more of Lānaʹi.

 

We ended at the Lana’i Pine Sporting Clays and vested up for shooting. Mike gave us one simple rule:

 

First rule of clay shooting. Don’t point the gun at anything you don’t want to shoot.

 

I made my mother go first as I thought she would chicken out. We didn’t grow up with guns. We aren’t outdoorsy people. We don’t camp we prefer cottages – with toilets and hot water. This was all completely new to us so I had no idea how my mother would do.

She missed her first shot and nailed most of the rest. I’m not saying I compete with my mother but let’s just say the pressure was on.

 

I didn’t get any of them.

But that was only the first station, and let me say it is hard! With guidance from Mike I hit two clays that ran out like rabbits and ended on hitting one in the air.

I never thought I would say this but firing a gun is really fun. We both had a really fun time and apparently a lot of women come out here too for stagettes and love it. Mike told me the best natural shooter he had ever seen was a 15-year old girl who came on a whim with her Dad.

I think we may have found a new mother-daughter activity.

 

Disclosure: I was a guest of the Lānaʹi Visitors Bureau, they did not request that I write a favourable review or allow my mother to think she was a better marksman than me.