No, I'm not talking about creeping up on animals. I have fallen in love with my long bow and have become obsessed with finding his two piece brother. I often get scolded for searching the classifieds. The conversation usually goes like this. Wife: What are you doing? Me: Nothing. I'm not buying anything. Wife: Better not be. You have enough bows.
But this bow is my like my Eleanor from the movie Gone In 60 seconds.
Is anyone else a bow stalker.
I thought I had taken the cure with my Rose Oak Wildcat 11 T/D, till I saw Brandons newest offering. Hap