Dear Mr.Bear,
Today I shot a 53 year old Bear Kodiak.
Steve, a collector of your bows, sold her to me. I want to thank you for putting such quality and workmanship into your product. I was cocerned that a 53 year old bow might be too old to shoot, or just not do very well. I strung it very carefully, and it did not make a sound. It seemed to bend into a smile once strung. I let it rest awhile, and every time I looked it kept smiling at me, so finally, unable to wait any longer, I had to take it outside and shoot it.
Before I go on, let me confess that I have never owned one of your bows, new or used. Not for any good reason, please understand. It just never happened that's all. When I picked the bow up it felt good in the hand. The grip was like no grip I had ever had- part longbow and part recurve. I drew it back slowly listening for the slightest cracking sound, but it drew smooth and even. I was concerned with shooting off that double shelf, but except for throwing some of my stiffer arrows to the left a bit, it was as if I had shot this bow for years. I released and with a solid twang it threw a 60# woodie right through my target at 20 yards. Lucky for the hillside behind it. Going to need more target for this Bear I can see. I shot at all my targets - maybe 200 arrows - on a fine spring afternoon. I shot from behind bushes, uphill and downhill, kneeling, reaching over tree limbs, even a couple from a stand. The arrows went right where I pointed them. with each arrow, the bow drew easier. It felt like I became part of history. It was like I was shaking hands with you, Mr.Bear. Like we were shooting some targets together, and you offered advice and encouragement with each arrow.
Steve and my friends here at the Trad Gang will help me get the bow tuned and the right arrows matched. I'll keep shooting - did I mention - I decided to call her "Fred" - and get better with her. This fall, Fred and I will take a deer.
Thank you, Fred Bear.
With the greatest respect,
Sam