My neighbor brought me his Bingham kit high school project bow some years back. He did a really terrible job in every possible way with it, he borrowed it to someone, they got in a wrestling match with it and it came back in three pieces. I glued it all back together, I put a bit of serving over the splices, reduced and reworked the entire bow so even he could shoot it. i think a couple of years back, his willy wanked out on him, now he mows his lawn three times a week, trims every weed, picks up every loose leaf, washes his drive way, his house, his cars, his gutters and his roof. His shingles have more foot traffic than most sidewalks. What he really should have done is got into bowhunting, bought himself a couple of really fancy bows, quit drinking canned Bud Light and diet Mountain Dew and eating cheap hotdogs. He almost gags when he sees us eating deer meat. One time his son was complaining about being starving hungry, I offered him a burger on the Weber grill, (from a young doe), I offered the same to his dad. Your basic bacon cheese burger with grill onions, grilled bacon, mustard, catsup and a pickle. They both sat on the ground hiding from his wife. They made moaning sounds while they stuffed the large burgers down. His wife had made microwave chicken bits for noon lunch and they were too full to eat it. She has hated me worse ever since. Then sometimes later the son asked why is it that Larry's burgers are always way better than the frozen Sam's Club ones that they eat. His dad backed him up on that, they had eaten a number of them by then. I told them what they had been eating. The dad almost threw up and the son said, "HA, I knew there was a reason."
If a new bow gets you eating more venison burgers, you need a new bow.
Topic: A bow survey - sort of! (Read 6329 times)
