I've fallen in love with the stick and string all over again. Tonight while practicing at dusk there was a moment when it all came together just beautifully.
I'm returning to traditional archery again after shooting compound the last five years and a recurve 13 before those. Many deer have fallen to my wheel bow but none will taste as good as what this fall brings. My desire to simplify my chaotic life of work, over-time work, father hood, husbandry and work around the home has led me to an epiphany. The arrow flies true now.
To say I'm exited to be here is an understatement you all can identify with. I welcome the fall and a chance to apologize to nature for my unbecoming the hunter I once was.