When I was very young, both my mother and my father shot competition archery (recurves). My father also hunted with the recurve. I guess it was a logical gradual progression.

Hmmmm....

I have a good friend of mine who still has an old Browning compound bow (I think now he's officially "retired" it though). Anyway, probably 4-5 years ago, he got it out and was shooting a few arrows into a target bag in his backyard. I watched him shoot it and got more curious and more curious, and asked if I could try to fling an arrow downhill at his target bag from probably 20 yards away.

One major problem: He's righty, his bow is righty, and I'm a lefty! Major oops... But against my judgement my buddy's judgement, I held up the righty bow lefty, drew back with my finger tips (buddy doesn't use a release but a finger tab release thing), and noticed the sight pins, arrow rest, and the whole sight picture looking down the arrow was all messed up and on the opposite side from what I was doing. Long story short, I tried lining up his top sight pin to the target back and let go with my fingers....

To this day, we have no idea where that arrow went!!! [&:][] I probably shot 6' wide right of the target bag and sent the arrow deep into the woods behind his house, never to be found again!

From that moment on, I wanted to find a lefty bow and learn archery. I got hooked... Once I got my old PSE Edge bow and got it properly setup and adjusted for me at a bow shop, my buddy helped me learn how to shoot. With him a righty and me a lefty, we kind of mirrored each other's form when we stood there facing each other, kind of likeside-by-side bow shooting.

my dad had wanted me to bowhunt but i didnt really have the patience at first. then one day im sitting in my stand with an old crappy bow and a doe and her 3 fawns came walking up and started smelling my stand and then they just stood here. no way i wouldve shot one of them. then that year gun hunting i shot a buck on opening day at 8 in the morning. just me and my uncle were in the woods at the time. my dad was hunting a dif land. he came to the land at about 9 am and i told him i shot a buck and he was so happy he almost started to cry. that next summer i went out and spent the money i had saved up to buy a new PSE bow. ive been bowhunting since then. ill never forget the day i shot that buck and ive been hooked ever since

I was twelve years old and had shot deer in WV at our farm with a gun. My grandpa hooked up a bow for me and took me down to archery hunt for the first time. He put me in a SWEET stand next to our food plot and that first evening I missed 18 deer. Been hooked ever since. I practice more now of course and in the 17 years since have shot 48 deer in three different states with my bow. Haven't even had my gun in the woods in years.