All my adult life I've reminisced about a Bear B Mag I shot for a couple of years from 1972-74. It was my brother's bow who went to Scotland for the Marines. He left the bow with me (RH, 51# @28"). I shot the bow a lot. I could hit a penny being held by my sister's favorite troll doll the width of my backyard 33 yards, without sights. (I thought instinctive but probably gap shooting). When my brother returned to the states I retured the bow to him and he sold it.
The father of a friend who worked for Bear some years ago has a stash of Lefty bears. He sold me an A Mag riser (new in the box) and a complete B Mag bow in the original Bear Camo pattern (grey with rust-red bursts)--like new. Now I'm shooting the bow. So far it appears my mind wanders at age 56 more than it did at 18!
Did your sister volunteer the Troll Doll for your shooting pleasure or did you have to slick-it from her? Lol!
Glad to hear you got hold of another bow like it. Congrats and enjoy, even if the eyes aren't as good or the mind as steady. You're not alone there. :thumbsup:
Aim small miss small...
Is it bad to snag stuffed critters from your kid's stash? There's a rabbit I'll have to answer for.
Garage sales are great for 5 cent stuff animals to kill..lol
There's no need to weasel one away from a kid...lol
God bless,Mudd
Good idea Mudd can't wait till yard sale season
Nope, sis wasn't in on the deal.
The Troll was having it's usual bad hair day and I didn't think she'd miss it. Too bad I didn't because she didn't like arrow points in the thing even though they did self-heal after pulling the arrow.