September 1942

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September, 1942

■No. 5

Expert Advice By Donald M. Cole Hunting archers will, in moments of weakness and confidence, confess that they have loosed many arrows with vigor and great hope, but that painfully few have found the mark. In consequence these hunters have maintained their strength throughout the trip on a diet of bacon and ham rather than on grouse and venison. Such lamentable experiences have been their lot year after year and yet these good yoemen continue to strug­ gle vainly and blame their failures on every factor except the right one. To analyze this we shall begin with an average archer who practices faith­ fully at the targets each Sunday af­ ternoon, and morning as well, shoots an average good score and then con­ fidently takes his target technique into the woods where it produces the penurious autumn results of one or two deer per thousand archers. Now when I speak of target tech­ nique, I refer to the hallowed system of “point of aim” as conventionally applied to strictly target shooting and which has yielded wonderful scores from the time of Horace Ford down, but at the targets only. I con­ clude therefore that the point of aim is a failure in the woods, and point to game scores to sustain me. It has often been said that we need a fresh viewpoint attacking an old and stubborn problem and that ig­ norance and inexperience are often great aids in this since those who know nothing of the subject are not hampered by past ideas and false con­ clusions. Therefore, since I never shot but one feeble American Round and know nothing of target shooting I am imminently fitted and qualified by ignorance to criticise target tech­ nique and offer expert advice on ex-

actly how to quickly become a suc­ cessful hunting archer. One who hits fur and feathers often enough so that he may be considered as a safe bet to return to the wigwam with meat in hand and not in theory. My own early experiences afield were highly discouraging, for like others before me I wrestled mightily with the point of aim system and like Jacob who wrestled with the angel I was thrown, although unlike him my hip was not broken. Still my efforts to bring game to pot by sighting where it was not, were continuous, heroic, and futile, until at last the Gods of the Forest in their disgust, and at the end of their patience, no doubt, smote me with a powerful bolt of wisdom. It revealed that the point of aim system was no good, was worthless and ineffectual and that I had been consistently over-rating the killing range of my weapons. This message from the gods came to me as follows: One fine autumn day in British Columbia I loosed exactly 19 arrows at a cock willow grouse at ranges from 8 to 20 yards, and with the last arrow making a fine clatter in the shrubbery this bold and death­ defying bird took wing to soar away and never again be seen. A man knows no greater feeling of frustra­ tion than comes from such an exper­ ience. Also he is a tough rooster if his compressed emotions do not ac­ tually ignite within his bowels and blow him asunder. I am very sure that I escaped this fate by a narrow margin. For two pins I would have cast my weapons on the ground and stomped on them. Instead I made a mighty vow that so far as I was con­ cerned the point of aim system would lie prostrate right at that very spot


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