My youngest son, Josh, had been asking relentlessly for a bow and arrow for Christmas. We shopped around, but couldn't find what we really wanted. Then I remembered we had a gentleman at the zoo who is very into the primitive ways of the Native Americans, Mr. K. He makes bows, arrows, just about everything he needs, from scratch. We watched him take a rock from the river, and make an arrow head using only a deer antler. We met with him, and picked up a bow for Josh for Christmas. A couple weeks later, at our Frontier Festival, we met with Mr. K for shooting lessons.
Josh shooting
He lost the arrow!
Found it!
I'm very grateful we were able to get Josh something he wanted so much, and the whole thing has more meaning coming from someone I've known and admired for years, who handmade this bow and arrow. Mr. K is also going to teach Josh how to make his own arrows. We're happy. :)
God Bless, Chela
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