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A better time

I meant to do this last night, but other things got in the way and after a crappy day at the coalface it’s good to look back and remember and write about a better time. Yesterday in fact, when I last shot.

I arranged to meet Jumile at the field at 1pm, I arrived shortly before to find that I wasn’t alone. The club was having an internal FITA competition, considering I am the person who updates the website and only the other day put up the shooting calendar I should have known. Still I was gonna shoot, doesn’t matter that we weren’t going to be alone.Jumile arrived shortly afterwards, he returned my crappy compound sight and proudly showed me his new sparkly one and when done we gathered our gear and went to the line to set up.

As luck would have it, one of the guys shooting was retiring so we didn’t need to set up a new target for us. We’d arrived just as everyone else was coming to a distance change, they sat down to munch on something while Jumile and I set about the business of making holes in a paper face.

I am still using one of the club bows and am using that as an (extra) excuse for my poorish results. However, the important thing is that I was on the line again, putting more time into the sport; The results aren’t overly important, or for that matter indicative, as I haven’t shot for eight or nine months. I didn’t keep count of how many dozen I shot overall and certainly didn’t keep score as at the moment (as I may have said once or ten times before) it’s not the results, it’s getting the muscles back into the rhythm of shooting.

Part way through the session a longrod appeared at my bowstand, after fitting this things went very haywire; I was previously shooting mostly in the centre(ish), albeit with not much grouping, but they were together, after fitting the rod the arrows seemed as if they were strangers. If not to each other, certainly to the centre of the boss.

After a while I removed the rod and out came the bushing from the riser. Potentially the cause of the problems I was having since installing it, as it was certainly loose, possibly loose enough to vibrate during release. The ends I shot after removing the rod saw the arrows fall in the centre again. So the loose bush is my excuse and I’ll stick to it.

After a few more ends my back started to ache so I started to wind down, two ends later saw me pick up my stand and walk.

The weather hadn’t been great, overcast with the odd spot of rain and a changeable heavy wind from right to left across the line of flight. As soon as I got back into the shed to repair the bow – epoxy the bushing back in place, and refletch an arrow I’d damaged – I’d like to think it’s where my arrows were so close together that one rippled the fletch of another…OK, that’s enough make believe, the heavens opened. Good timing on my part I think.

Another seven or so dozen done and it’s feeling more comfortable. I am thinking of replacing the limbs with some of higher poundage at some point this week, probably after shooting tomorrow, ready for Friday. It really does depend upon how it goes. I’m in no rush, I’ve got no shoots booked, so there’s no pressure on me to get back up to 40# and shooting my own lump any time soon.

Although I ended the session with an aching back it was time well spent..only 24 hours until the next one then…


2 Responses to “A better time”

  1. Let me refer the honourable gentleman to the points outlined in this document:

    Particularly points 1 and 5. :)

  2. tarkwin

    I didn’t say I didn’t enjoy it, I also (I think) didn’t give the impression I didn’t. Mainly because I did, despite the weather and the indifferent results.

    p.s. I’m not honourable, far from it 😉