Give me your best shot

Today we took the day and went down to Uncle Gene's house. Andrew hadn't been down there yet and it had been several years since I had made the trek down the palouse. Dad had told Andrew to pack his clubs so they could practice hitting golf balls into the river. Gene's back yard backs right up to the Snake River and makes an ideal driving range. As soon as we got down there Andrew was scoping it out, he was just sure that he could drive it clear across, something that Dad has only managed once. So after a very eventful day, which included an impromptu helicopter ride, Dad and Andrew headed down to the beach to try their luck. I enjoyed documenting the attempts, quite hilarious actually, as competitive as the two of them are. Unfortunately there was a strong wind blowing right back to the shore keeping their "old balls" just short of the far shore.