It's been years since I deer hunted. Started in 1947 bow hunting in Michigan. Lots of great memories. Stick bows before they were called stick bows. Home made arrows with barreled Port Orford cedar shafts, turkey feathers and Black Diamond or Bodkin broadheads. Bows made out of lemonwood, or hickory, or yew, or osage orange. Hunting from a blind on the ground since raised platforms were illegal back then.
I'm sitting here looking at my last bow, an obsolete Browning Nomad compound with wood riser, still strung but not used now for over 15 years, along with arrows of XX75 aluminum, plastic feathers, and rotating four bladed Razorhead broadheads. I'd like to find a home for all this just like I've just recently found a home for my Valk.
It's a bitch getting old. Damn!
