Compound now. But I have two ol' recurves to make hunts real interesting. I'm real proud of the ol' Fred Bear my dad gave me a few years ago. It dates to the mid 50's and my dad used it on his hunts for years. In fact it's the bow dad had in his lap when a big buck decided to rub the back side of the tree that dad had dozed off next to. We still howl about how he soaked his drawers when he awoke and peered around to see Mr. Buck about a foot from his face. That bow means an aweful lot to me personally.