So... I’m on OyTube watching the rock star bow hunters of the sport and their shooting clinics. In my day, Ted Nugent was literally a rock star bow hunter and totally hardcore. Today it’s guys like Joe Rogan and the kids that run Black Rifle Coffee - they’re all ripped, tatted up beardos that can run down a moose or an elk, and pack him out after they’ve shot him.
One of the fellas set me back a bit. He runs at least 26 miles every day. He lives in mountain country, and gets up at 3:00 in the morn to run. He goes to the gym and works out and pumps iron. After all that, he relaxes with his 80 lb. bow and he shoots better than I ever did. He drives a high end jacked up 4x4, and goes on dream hunts to harvest magnificent animals for his fanboys on YouToob.The manufacturers will line up 10 deep to kiss his ass for his endorsement.
...and the guy still isn’t happy with himself. He admitted it in one of his interviews. I don’t get how a guy can be that focused, that committed - and still not find any sense of contentment. When I was a kid I wanted to be just like him, but life and work wouldn’t permit it. I suppose I should be thankful.
Now he’s getting older with a lot of grey in his beard... and he’s at that age where such athletic men suddenly pack it in when their hearts explode on marathons they’ve run for years. Just looking at him, he has the look of a man who has been on steroids.
It’s funny how age and time changes your outlook on such things. Missed boats and lost opportunities start to look like bullets dodged. The Theory Of Relativity bears out again.
Have a great Friday, you lot! And keep your heads down - *ahem*, there’s a lot of rogue arrows flying around here, and I’d hate to see anyone get hurt! HAR HAR HAR!!! 😉