Hey Bow, let’s shoot some archery

Next, we went looking for a bow that was best suited to my strength level. Unfortunately there weren’t any made out of cooked fettuccine, so we settled for a kiddie bow that Hames ended up helping me draw back. After about 15 unsuccessful tries, I was finally able to hold the string back on my own. Once everyone cleared out of the store, Hames put an arrow in the slot and I fired the archery equivalent of an air ball. After some good-natured ribbing, Hames helped me try again and this time I improved greatly, hitting a giant foam bear right between the eyes. Unfortunately I was aiming for a paper target on the other side of the shooting range, but let’s try to focus on the positives here (I hit something other than a customer).