Just for fun, for the past couple of Saturdays I've been taking archery classes. It's a great way to spend a morning and you get to see a lot of characters(all nice, very enthusiastic people too.) I'm pretty hooked on it. Here are a few doodles:
There are always about a dozen kids running around who are all very disproportionately sized for the bows. I'm always a little worried when
one is next to me because there's a good chance of getting whacked with
that bow while they try to setup.
Then there are the veterans to archery...though this was the first time
I've seen this guy at this range. He had all of his own very fancy, top-of-the-line
equipment(awesome back quiver!), more arrows than wildlife in the area, and wasn't talking to very many people.
But with a great, "Let's DO this!" He charged past me into the
bushes. I didn't see him the rest of the class, so he's probably going
all Bear Grylls in the hills of Pasadena. This pose doesn't really do him justice, I was trying to get a clear read on that quiver and his intricate tattoos that covered much of his skin.
Yesterday this boy was really excited about his first round of archery.
He gave a play-by-play recount of the events leading up to his first
hit. It was cute to see, especially the "woo hoo!" moment when his dad
told him he got it on video. Yes, he fist bumped with his bow.
And then one of my own attempts:
To be fair, it was my very first time shooting from the 20 yard line(had been practicing at the 10 yard line.) and didn't know what I needed to do to compensate for the new distance. That walk of shame to pick up that lone arrow was a fun one.... at least I now know what to do, and have gotten much better.
