I know why I do it.
Last summer, at Baltimore, Mr. Asbell asked me, "Why so many bows?"
I don't remember my response, probably something like, "They are all different."
Yes, they are all different. Just like my guns, I buy them to try them out, see how the actions differ, see how to load them best, see which ones I like the best.
I see the specialness of each one. I seldom part with one. I find one I like and get another for backup.
I work too much and life takes up the rest of the time. I wish I could shoot more. I wish I could hunt more. I am frustrated and feel powerless. I buy a bow because I can, and I am visualizing being in the woods, feeling a clean release, and a pinwheeling fletch hitting the mark.
Frustration feeds the economy here.
Thanks, Fred, for the brain fodder.
Killdeer