Archery is the national sport of Bhutan and it's only Olympic sport.  In a Buddhist country bows and arrows are used only for sport never for hunting.

Most Dzongs provide a field close by, this one is opposite the  Rimpung Dzong bridge

The traditional bamboo bow has been mostly forsaken in favour of this imported hi tech carbon version.  Targets are at a distance of 140 meters, the Olympic standard is a mere 50m.  So when someone hits the target it seems appropriate for his team  mates to engage in a slow song and dance routine.  The jubilant marksman then tucks a scarf with a number appliquéd on it into his sash.  Thus recording his hits on target.

The sport is almost as much about putting off your opponents as it is about archery, dirty tricks before the match as well as ribald remarks from  the other team are par for the course.  The  Olympics in which they have never done particularly well must seem very boring to them.

That contests are not solemn affairs does not mean they are not taken seriously.  Women are not allowed to touch an archers bow and sex the night before a tournament is a  no no

Lama Drukpa Kunley aka The Divine Madman was a  young Tibetan monk who became disenchanted with the corruption in monastic life and took himself on the road to preach to his neighbours the Bhutanese.  For some reason they  took him and his strange ways to their hearts.  He is the peoples saint, and tales of his debauchery, singing of lewd songs, drinking and womanizing are still affectionately remembered at least by the menfolk. 

His second favourite pastime was archery.  We were to be constantly reminded of his influence as we travelled around Bhutan.

A woman who would not dream of making a display of affection in a public place seems content to sit on her doorstep under these stylized flying phallus.  When a new house is built the owner proudly adds the art work to ward off evil spirits.