When I was 14, a region Boy Scouts of America sponsored a biathlon in the mountains outside of Mt. Pleasant, UT. I didn’t have a gun or skis, and the rest of my scout group didn’t care to participate. But I wanted to, bad. So I borrowed a crappy .22 from a neighbor and my dad’s seldom used X-country skis. I had my mom help me make a sling out of denim to carry my gun and was ready to go. (never mind I had only been on X-country skis once previously.

I crashed a lot, my gun jammed at the second shooting station, and I broke my dad’s ski binding, but it was a great time.

Although the rules have been changed a bit in this video, it reminded me of my experience as a teenager.

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