I've been out there ever since I was knee high to a grasshopper. I remember going turkey hunting when I was little and HATED it, because the guns were So loud it hurt my ears for a couple of days. I was probably 3 or 4. I say that because I can remember seeing my dad and my head was about to hisknees. *No, he's not a grasshopper* From there, my grandparents would take me out hunting and fishing. Seems like everyone on both sides of my family hunted and fished. I can say that I am the first generation bow hunter. I can hit the boiler room at 60 yds with a bow, but if I took a 200 yd. shot with a rifle, I probably couldn't hit the broadside of a barn. lol I'd always want to shoot a bo, but my mom always told me I'd put my eye out. lol I did finally get a little recurve when I was 12, but lost it when we moved. I finally got a big girl bow 4 years ago and my friend, who was then the bow tech at the archery shop, is the one who has really helped me to get where I am with my archery skills.