ORIGINAL: Vabowman
Big Game Hunter Fred Bear remembers the moment clearly. It was 1933, the first day of the Michigan deer hunting season, and he was deep in the wilds of the Porcupine Mountains. "I crept out onto a creek bank," he recalls, "and about 100 yards upstream stood a deer. I raised my rifle and shot it. That was it; the season was just an hour old, and I already had my limit. Right there I decided to give up gun hunting. It was too darned easy."
Enough said! Thats kind of why i made the switch from compound to recurve, it sure does up the challenge a bit! Either way you look at it were out there bow hunting and loving every bit of it! Thanks a millionFred!!!