Thank You Mr. G,
Although I find the term "Follow Through" more confusing than ever.
On the other hand, I see your point. Many moons ago, whether running through the woods bow
and arrows in hand, often shooting on the run or from horseback Comanche style, I was deadly.
My confidence was off the scale. I was ten feet tall, bullet proof, and the bringer of death to my
quarry. Squires , Rabbits, birds, all bound for the stew pot and dumplings.
Foxes, bobcats, coyotes and the neighbor's dogs, caught read handed in our chicken coup
all bound for the tanning board or the fence post. I was thirteen, read too many Louis Lamour
books, and listened to all the tales of my elders with rapt attention.
Form never crossed my mind. Putting meat on the family table consistently, was my primary
goal.
I didn't really have a problem with form until I got older and began shooting with other folks.
And then the wheelie bow further tainted my accuracy.
Now having come full circle, I find myself trying to recapture what I left behind.
If it sounded in any way that I was endorsing any particular shooting style or
that I thought I had a Lock on my own shooting style, I apologise. I do not...
Ever the willing learner.
-gus