The past week at Twin Oaks was an incredible experience. We had a great group of guys in our camp with more food than we could eat. I spent the evenings in the bow shop and got a lot of work done on my trade bow and other projects. I put some more faces to PA names. I enjoyed talking to Robin and seeing him experience the magic of the Classic. I didn't get to shoot as much as I wanted to. I was having to much fun. Thanks to Pappy and the rest of the orange shirt crew for all of the hard work that you do for us. I managed to get a few pictures of the fun.
Greg cooking some midnight steaks on my first night there.
Pappy and his new pup. I got to hear her howling for the first time.
Bear strained his shoulder from to many 12 oz. curls. Dr. Ryoon was assessing the damage.
The rock cooking experiment didn't go as well as they had hoped. I'd like to suggest some suspenders or longer shirts for next year.
James Parker sneaking a peak
Some of Scott's knapped blades.
James Parker busting up the toilet for the thunder chert challenge. They got a surprise when they lifted the lid. I won't name the culprit but his initials are G. Sulfridge
Weewicki was a trooper on the range. Here he is with a good group of arrows.
James Parkers son enjoyed the cupcakes Saturday night. I think the boy takes after his daddy.
James Parker with me and the bamboo backed Ipe bow I got from him. I was trying to win one of the awards but I didn't shoot good enough.
Chuck didn't win the holey stave in the raffle but he still managed to go home with it. Things have a way of working out sometimes.
Gun Doc and Dr. Ryoon cleaning up a knapping injury.
This crew was having a good time Saturday night. Whatever was in that gatorade bottle had Bear blowing some smoke.
A late night in the bow shop with a good group of guys. Truckers sure do have some white legs.