Well my bow season is essentially over, while it doesnt officially end unil Jan 1, work etc between now and then means its over for me. Nothing fell to my arrows this season, but many close encounters were had. I could gripe about getting skunked, but that would be an injustice to the many days spent in the woods, the new adventures, and hunts at familiar haunts. Every day I can spend in the woods with my Thunderstick in hand is a good day.
But now I look forward to the winter season of spending evenings down in the basement in my hideaway work shop.
Tonight I put a coat of stain on the first of several dozen arrows I'll build during arrow season. Crown paint, cresting, feathers to grind, fletching them up, the smell of burnt feathers and Duco, tinkering, and of course winter indoor family archery league in the basement.
Perhaps I'll tinker with trying something new. I have a couple deer hides I want to attempt to brain tan, and a box of deerskin that really wants to become a buckskin shirt.
While digging around, I was thrilled to find a box of my old Fred Bear videos. As I wiped stain on each shaft, I watched again the Restless Spirit video, my favorite of Fred's movies.
I daydream of another adventure in a far away place.
Thats the beauty of traditional archery, I pity those who only know archery starting a week before the season, and never touch their bow until then. They are truly missing out.....