My family and I spent a lovely Thanksgiving at my brother Jim’s house in Woodbury, Connecticut. We were outside setting up for our annual archery tournament and the kids and I discovered some interesting tracks in the backyard. Being trained scouts, they started following the tracks by carefully walking directly in the tracks. I managed to take this picture with my iPhone before it was stomped out.
My nephew, Jack, was the lead tracker. He followed the tracks under the porch. That made me a bit nervous since we couldn’t see that there were exit tracks and under the porch would be a great place to sleep for the winter.
The bear just checked out the garbage can and moved on around the house and into the next yard. It was something we didn’t expect to see in suburban Connecticut.
|The trophy held hostage in New Hampshire|
It was an underwhelming second annual Boushie archery tournament. The champion from last year, niece Jessica, was unable to defend her crown due to bad weather. As for the competition this year, let’s just say that very few of the arrows found the actual target, never mind the bulls eye. Arrows had to be retrieved from everywhere. (Good thing there wasn’t a bear around and we had to defend ourselves. It is possible that the bear could have stepped on an arrow.
This year we were joined by Pat, my daughter Maddie’s boyfriend (third from the right in the dinner picture below). What we didn’t know was that Pat was a ringer. He taught kids archery in summer camp. OK, he wasn’t much of a ringer. Truth was the competition was rather lacking. As I said, few arrows found the target. Besides we just wanted to make Pat feel welcome. Personally, I think he would have felt just as welcome in second place.
|Indian princess aiming|
|bird-frying chef takes aim|
I was able to defend my runner-up crown and there was no trophy to be given to Pat. Not because he didn’t win, but because there literally was no trophy to give him. It was still in New Hampshire. That took care of the dilemma of what to do when a non-Boushie wins the Boushie archery trophy.
I think Jim and Pam were very happy to get their house back. The jury is still out on where the 2015 third annual Boushie archery tournament will take place. The first thing we have to do is get the trophy back from New Hampshire. The second thing we have to do is practice! I haven’t shot a bow since the tournament last year. It was a sad showing. Perhaps I will make a trophy for second place – I would have won it two years in a row.