The (mis)adventures and thoughts of an aspiring master archer, lifter, and fantasy author who happens to be irresistibly drawn towards wolves, raptors, and parrots. They may say there's no such thing as Paradise or Perfection, yet I'm still searching for them. Why do I keep searching? A voice speaks to me and says: "Search for Paradise and aspire for Perfection"...
Friday, October 26, 2007
Not Too Bad
I took these at 21-22 yards. One of the carbons didn't survive a mosquito and cell phone induced critical fumble earlier but the aluminum matched up pretty well. Not exactly something I'd do normally but I do like having at least 4 arrows in the target, preferably matched as closely as possible. I definitely need more time at the range and in the wilderness -- I'm getting pale enough to rival one of those spectral reflectance panels we used to use to calibrate the spectrometers in my chaparral days and if I keep getting paler from too much time indoors, I'm going to have to cover myself up to prevent a blinding -VOIP!- from firing off my skin! I also need to practice a lot more to keep myself nice and deadly for that buck, doe, or hog!
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