Grace has been asking for a real bow and Bryon got her one a couple of weeks ago. It was expensive. It is a pink camo Bowtech Diamond. She loves it. The good news about it is that it will grow with her and when she’s a teen and stronger we can send the bow back to the manufacturer and they will replace the limbs with longer ones making it an adult sized bow. She still needs help holding it while she pulls it back, but the more she practices the stronger she’ll get.
She loves shooting it and Bryon loves being out there with her. She usually hits the target so they are both pretty excited about the possibilities.
I hadn’t had my bow out in about SEVEN years. In fact, the case was covered in sawdust and cobwebs when we finally tracked it down out in the barn. It’s an old Bear bow and Bryon about laughed his ass off when he saw it come out of the case. I had an old flipper arrow rest on it and he was appalled! He’s gone through three or four bows since we first bought my Bear and his first bow years ago.
I knocked some arrows and shot a nice tight group at 10 and 20 yards thank you very much. I was actually sort of surprised and it did short of give me the bug to want to shoot some more. There used to be an archery shop with a range in Nixa when we lived in Highlandville and they had a shooting league one year. We participated and we both got 1st place trophies that year in the competition. It was fun.
He thinks I’m crazy to not want to hunt and complains that he used to have a wife that hunted with him. I tell him, I have put in more hunting time through the years than any other wife he knows. He’s still disgruntled. Turns out now I’d just rather sleep in, stay warm and enjoy some peace and quiet while they are out chasing things around the woods.
Who’s crazy now my friend.