Like the Hunger Games (But Without the Violence)

During last night's archery session, the adult class shot arrows with the youth class. It was the first time the two groups had quivered together and a good time was had by all. The main difference between the two generations: One group had parents watching them receive their lesson.

Dr. Larry the veterinarian (in the yellow) flanked by two lads.

Pops, our teacher, instructing.

 I (in the middle, in the homeless chic garb) welcomed the chance to stand closer to the target than in previous classes. The two 'Meridas,' on my left and right, nimbly handled their equipment.

Jan looking like a 2013 Maid Marian. 

Our bows.