The range, the puff, the people.

Tracking the clay Muzzle flash on a night shoot Breaking the gun between pairs One-on-one coaching The range above False Bay Another clay dusted A rainbow of spent shells Calling for the bird Under the quarry cliffs Smashing it Clays loaded and ready Golden hour over the quarry On the stand Focused on the flight path A full house for the day Follow-through, smoke still hanging Guns racked and ready Fire in the dark First-timers always welcome Cape Town's most dramatic range Swinging through the line Cartridges on the bench Calling pull Between rounds at the clubhouse Night shooting under the lights Reloading for the next round Reading the target with an instructor Eyes on the target Home on the shores of False Bay The shot breaks Another clay dusted The tools of the day The range above False Bay Hands-on from the first clay Smashing it The night line glows The mount Good company on the range Breaking the gun between pairs Last light on the line Ready on station After dark on the range A steady word on the stand The whole squad A rainbow of spent shells Locked on the line First-timers always welcome Tracking the clay Under the quarry cliffs Signing in for a corporate day Calling for the bird Muzzle flash on a night shoot On the stand Cape Town's most dramatic range Swinging through the line Calling pull One-on-one coaching Clays loaded and ready Eyes on the target Dusk falls on the range The mount Fire in the dark Ready on station Prize-giving grins Locked on the line Another clay dusted Follow-through, smoke still hanging Home on the shores of False Bay Tracking the clay A full house for the day Calling for the bird Golden hour over the quarry On the stand Night shooting under the lights Young guns on the line Between rounds at the clubhouse Swinging through the line The range above False Bay Eyes on the target The night line glows The mount Under the quarry cliffs Smashing it Good company on the range The shot breaks Ready on station Locked on the line After dark on the range Tracking the clay Guns racked and ready Cartridges on the bench The whole squad Calling for the bird Cape Town's most dramatic range On the stand Muzzle flash on a night shoot