Funny how we can seemingly evolve forwards and backwards. I have recently bought a set of carbon fiber arrows after busting the last 4 of my last set of matched wood arrows. I was seriously bothered by this. I felt frustration at not being able to hit a 4x4 ft bag target consistently at 20 yards. I knew the reason why was because I haven't shot for years. I knew one of the reasons I hated shooting was losing and breaking arrows. I understand the reason I really hate losing and breaking arrows is that I DETEST making them.
Ok, having drawn the logical line of reasoning I then asked myself how to cut this Gordian knot, to break out of this endless loop of negative feedback. The answer was as elegant as it was simple. Buy some carbon fiber arrows. Al, down at Black Hills Archery dang near talked me out of doing it, telling me how he loves the way I am so self-sufficient by making all I need from scratch, etc, etc. But I pressed on. We figured out how much spine was needed, how much weight we needed, how long to make these arrows, and what color feathers we would use to fletch (four fletch black and whites). He had them knocked out in no time and we went into the shooting lanes to give 'em a run. He and I share the same draw length and we both marveled at how dang fast and straight they were flying, how hard they were hitting the backstop and burying themselves. He marveled at how smooth drawing Soy's little tiny scrap of osage called the Kestrel Bow was.
I was shooting a bow and I was laughing. Yup, I am shooting space age cutting edge technology arrows through a bendy handle straight stick and string bow. Well...for now it has me shooting again. You evolved from a trad bow guy to an inline to a sidelock to a fine custom gun born of your own hands and now something you refurbed with modern sights in order to make an ethical low light shot. Once upon a time, and not so long ago, I would have thrown a little shade at you just for laughs. Somehow today I don't see that you have really changed your internal "operating system" by changing your choice of equipment. I think the guidestar, the true north that has not shifted is your desire to be there in the woods. Literally AND figuratively, just how many roads lead to those woods? Or for that matter, how many different woods are there to explore? I am just happy to know you are happy.