RE: When did you know you were hooked for life?
The very first time I picked up a bow, I became attached. (no pun intended)
The first time I drew back on a deer I had already had coons playing, wood ducks dropping in the pond and swimming around right behind me, squirrels in the tree with me, and a frosty 32 deg morning when the deer stepped out and I came to full draw. I wish I could bottle that morning and just open it and take a long drink of it every day.
LT