No.... the first kill at 12 years old was a compound...when beer drinking came into my life at 21 years old in 1996...the lord blessed me with this lady with a long bow...Zwickey Heads and Cedars...A 50 pound purple heart & osage bow....See the snow on the ground?? Drawing a long bow in 13 degrees is god aweful....but some how I made my mark.....I wrote a story on this hunt and its posted in my hunting room... Its called...."The night he went stick" sounds crazy but that trad. kill meant a great deal to me....made me appreciate how hard it is to take an animal like the indians did....