Let's sail through a few examples, shall we? We'll start with Dav. When he started coming to the Seton public range he was looking for some 'me time' for his solitary self. Instead, he says, it's like going to a bar where any time you show your face, there'll be friends there to greet ya. Well, hey: sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name.
At least one guy was flat-out surprised to be in a tournament. Anybody who showed up was welcome to play, and Lorne just stumbled into this crazy day. I have no doubt he walked away with a serious impression.
We never expected it to go on for so many hours. When Jimmy said 'four ends per round', I was like, "Heck! I want to do more archery than that. I'll sign up for two categories." It was a chaotic marathon, people. Halfway through one round, somebody from the other category would be yelling, "Are you ready? You're up against me!"
I totally never expected it to be the giddy affair it was. I don't have a lot of experience with tournaments but I'd say the ones I've been to have been fairly quiet. One might say studious. This was thoroughly giddy, with ebullient smack talking, rampant friend-making, a pint-sized opponent who also turned into a faithful cookie deliverer, the triumphant return of Josh, brandishing an untried longbow, Amy with a new quiver that took even LONGER to make, impromptu massage, choral renditions of "Living on a Prayer" and "Hotel California", grills blazing in the background. Days later, I'm still fully blissed out.
Frankly, I was sort of coaxed into participating, and I took the bells and whistles off and went barebow, a handy excuse if I bombed. Turns out Coach Shawn was right. Practising with a sight seems to have made me better even if I don't use it. Taking home a 3rd place certificate was another cool surprise.
I don't know what will become of us if the Spanish Inquisition comes around.
I must say, I file my astonishment at the overall awesomeness under 'foolishness'. By now, I should expect the wicked cool from Jimmy Kang. This guy has done amazing stuff for the Seton range, from a gorgeous wooden lost and found box complete with Zelda music to painting targets that covered tagging to personally delivering arrows to this now. He organized his brains out on this one, plus making the tremendous trophies and courtly certificates. Us rangefolk can't say enough 'thank you's to him.