Sunday morning we awoke in our yurt at Mt. Madonna, and the air was clear, the birds were chirping, and my children--Carter in particular--were dying to unleash their inner Robin Hoods.
Bunny had been briefly taught archery at girl scout camp, Paul and I had been taught a little in our own childhoods, but this was all new for the boys. Carter’s not in the best “continual listening and rule-following phase” so we had one bow to share between us all this first time. It worked out well, since everyone needed little breaks after shooting a dozen or so shots.
psst: Paul has quite the collection of “old man” hats going…
hard to make out here, but Paul’s impressed how well Cole drew the bow and he hit the target first try (with a little help)
All in all, I’d say stationary paper caribou are safe from our family, though Paul and I did have some decent shots after warming up. It was a lot of fun trying something new!
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P.S. How rad is this camper? It was a few sites over from us, and the owners said it’s a ‘67 Corvair. My kids loved it because it smiles. :) 
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