The Archer

My youngest son decided he was interested in archery.

They have classes for this in the local schools, but not until high school.

He’s not even a teenager yet.

So, The Captain bought him a compound bow and his grandparents bought him some classes.

From the beginning it has seemed to come natural for him.

Here, he’s getting ready to shoot during archery class.


Just look at that form.


Getting instruction. Trying to figure out why he’s shooting off to the right of center. Or southeast of the bulls eye, if you want to get technical.


She called in an archer that competes professionally, to assist. Who just happens to hang around the shop a bit.


His bow had been knocked over by someone accidentally. And knocked his sights off. With the sites reset, he’s shooting again.


All of the kids in this class either have a recurve bow or a childs compound bow.


Not Boo. He’s still a child, the same age and younger than some of the other students.

But he’s already adult size.

With an 18″ draw, it made no sense to buy a childs compound bow.

And not only that, he’s set at a 55 lb. pull back. And pulls it back with ease.

I used to be able to pull that back with only a little struggle.

Not so sure about now. I haven’t tried it.

I’m skeered to.