|The start of the race.|
We like to keep it simple. Our favorite place to play is on a much-loved bridge in the mountains of southern Virginia--right around the corner from the cows, of course. My youngest and I simply choose sticks of mostly-equal size, count to three, and let them drop. After carefully looking both ways, we zip to the other side of the bridge to root our sticks on to victory. This year, we had to modify our "rules" a bit. Because of the cows.
|The Anti-Cow Crossing Barrier.|
After multiple displays of PoohSticks prowess, we decided to call it a draw. Just wait till next year.
|Beyond the finish line.|