About a month ago, Lauren and I decided to try out archery. We’ve been trying to find more active things to do. Plus if there was ever a zombie apocalypse we wanted to start building up some skills to help us. We started out by getting a recurve bow from Bass Pro because we thought that we would both be able to us it. The most affordable compound bows we found were still at least $250, and we wouldn’t be able to share because our draw lengths were so different. So we bought the recurve bow and a set of six arrows.
After a few trips to shoot, we realized that the draw weight was too heavy for Lauren. So for her birthday, I decided to find her a youth bow. It would be a lot cheaper than an adult bow still fit her draw length. I called around to pawn shops and stores and went into Bass Pro at least five times in the lead up to buying the bow. I settled on a Bear Warrior Youth compound bow.
Around the same time, my dad was looking around the shop at his work and came across one of his buddy’s bows that had been sitting there unused for at least 15 years. Dad used to be big into archery when we were younger, but about eight years ago he sold off all his archery stuff to make room for equipment for other hobbies. He cleaned it up a little and said I could have it, plus all the little knick-knacks he had left over that didn’t sell.
So in the space of three weeks, we went from thinking getting into archery and buying a recurve bow and six arrows to share, to both of us having compound bows and at least ten arrows apiece. Shooting bows at mom and dad’s got my brother, Levi, and his fiance, Lacey, into finding their own bows. After a couple lucky finds, they both had nice compound bows of their own.
All four of us were shooting and enjoying the new hobby, but pretty quickly we started to experience some issues. Most people adjust their first sight for 20 yards. That’s where Levi, Lacey, and I were shooting from. But any time that Lauren stepped back to 20 yards, her arrows landed in the ground in front of the target. Her little youth bow just didn’t have the power to shoot at anything past 15 yards.
As for me, Lauren bought me a new rest called a Whisker Biscuit. It is a three-quarter ring with plastic hairs sticking in towards the middle, which holds the arrow but allows the fletchings to pass through. She had one on her bow and I thought it looked pretty cool. I tried to put it on my bow but it didn’t fit the way it was supposed to. But I eventually figured out a way to rig it on and make it work. Still, it wasn’t quite right, and I didn’t have enough adjustment in my sights to compensate for it, which sent my arrows off to the left about five inches at 20 yards.
By another lucky coincidence, Levi ran into a guy at Bass Pro that wanted to sell his son’s bow, who was moving up to an adult bow. They were both happy with their bows, but they passed the guy’s information to us. The kid’s bow was the same as Lacey’s, and the price was right, so we got it for Lauren.
At this point, we had four bows. One recurve that had already begun to be more of a novelty than something we actually planned to shoot, one youth compound bow that Lauren had outgrown before she had shot a single arrow, one large men’s compound bow that was at least as old as we are, and one smaller compound bow with a heavily used string and needed some adjusting. On top of all that we had accessories we had slapped on and arrows that were as old as my bow.
So we decided it was time to find some experts to help us get our rigs set up so we could actually do some shooting and hit where we were aiming.