Now for me, it the light went back on when I was shooting compounds this last year. I saw several traditional recurve shooters come into the range. I watched them shoot intently, and the light went on inside my head.
If only I took the recurve I had at the time, and devoted everyday to shooting just that like I was my modern compound, that I would forget the modern compound shooting.
Yep, the more I shot the recurve, the instictive stride was showing with my groups, and I fell head over heels with the first love that I once had of shooting traditional that I gave up back in 1991. And it was on March 21, 2010 that I handed my son the modern compound bow to keep, and take away from my sight.
I haven’t looked back.