I grew up in the 60’s in a town called Sherwood in Oregon. The high school athletic teams were called even called the “Bowmen” …. Every year at the Robin Hood festival we had field archery competitions with archery coming from England to compete….. but… I never had much interest in a bow in those early years for some reason.
My Dad was a rifle hunter, and went deer hunting every fall. But that was pretty much it. I did get hunter’s safety drilled into me at a very young age, and learned how to handle fire arms quite young. He bought my first rifle for me at age 12 and I harvested a deer the first time out. But we had spent many, many hours on the range as he taught me how to shoot accurately. My Dad was one of those gifted marksman that consistently made those unbelievable shots you hear of. He taught me well, and I too became very proficient.
I got married way too young, got all wrapped up in learning the carpentry trade, and followed in suit just hunting deer with a rifle once a year, but did quite a bit of bird hunting with a shot gun too when time allowed…
In 1989 I was coming home from work and passed a little archery shop that caught my eye, and I pulled in on just a whim. Just a wild hair thing really. Most of the bows in the shop were compound bows, but… they still looked like bows in those days, but they Just had wheels on the limb tips. So I shot a few arrows and was fascinated with these contraptions. they really zipped an arrow down range and we’re fairly accurate.
The next day I talked to a buddy of mine and asked what he thought of going archery hunting this next year ? He was up for an adventure so we ended up going back to shoot some more, both ended up buying one….
We had a blast learning how to shoot with these things, and recruited a couple more friends to the adventure. We were obsessed instantly. We shot every 3D shoot that was within 100 miles of us all through the summer, then bought elk and deer tags that fall….my first season I got two deer, but no elk. But kept shooting indoors all winter at target and hunters leagues….. the next 10 years was a blurr of hunting and shooting competitions and I got burn out on it. I slowed down the 3D competition, and just concentrated on hunting mostly for a few years. We did very well hunting and I became very proficient at calling elk.
It was early spring in about 2005 or 2006 I went to a local 3D shoot solo just to go shoot some arrows and blow off some steam. Having burnt myself out with all the competition years previously, I just wasn’t having a lot of fun with these young guys with IBO champ aspirations and taking forever on each shot…. Been there , done that….. Then I hear this hooting and hollering behind us, and these guys were just belly laughing. A couple old boys came up the trail to us packing home made long bows a quivers full of arrows. They asked if they could play through, and of course we said sure…. I watched these guys both shoot two arrows apiece at 50 yards and both fell short of their marks. But… they just laughed and said they needed to do some stalking to get closer to this critter. They shot again at 30 yards and again at 15 - 20 yards, and we’re having a ball doing it….. these guys I’m shooting with are complaining instead of appreciating the fun these guys were having, so I hollered down to em while they were pulling arrows and asked if I could come shoot with them? They said sure! Come on down!
Well that ripped it right then and there. The first target we hiked to the guy hands me his long bow. Says try this one out…. Wow! This is kinda fun I’m thinking. No sights, no release, just grip it and rip it! I had a blast…. Never shot my own bow the rest of the day… then I came back on Sunday and they brought and extra bow for me to shoot….
I can honestly say, I never went back to the compound bow again. Two weeks after that 3D shoot I was ordering materials for the first bow I planned on building. I mean…. How hard can it be?
You should have seen the looks on my hunting buddies faces when I came into elk camp that fall with a long bow…Ha! It was priceless….
Kirk