We stood and watched the blacksmith working the forge for quite some time. I saw a wonderful iron hook with a leaf on the top end and could see a planter hung from it, Mr. C was kind enough to buy it for me.
This gentleman, I believe he called himself Scratch, was doing some beautiful artwork on bone. It was so intricate, and many times he would hide another small figure or creature on the piece of artwork.
One shooter would shoot at the lower coffee can, the soda can which was sitting on top of it would fly up in the air and the other shooter would shoot at, and hopefully hit the flying soda can.
Our four days of fun and adventure are over. Today I have to go back to work.