Archery

Last weekend John and I took an archery lesson. This will hopefully be something we do again. We both missed a lot, but we also had some nice shots. My favorite was shooting a fox through the eye. I broke a few arrows, which probably isn't good, but I was just glad they hit something (even if that something was a wooden poll). John's now convinced I need to shoot squirrels at his parents' house, but I don't think I'm ready for moving targets.

Only negative, the owner's "Hey, she's pretty good...what were we thinking, teaching a woman to use a weapon." Oh redneck, you shouldn't say such things as I have said weapon in my hand.