You can only fly solo for so long before you need a sidekick, and my Sunday Funday buddy was my sister as we hit the trails at Seven Hills Archery for some outdoor 3D shooting. The bow shop guys had been waiting on me, apparently, because we took some gentle ribbing when we signed in that they were worried we weren't coming. I may have cut it a little close managing my time to get there--whoops!
Seven Hills is an outdoor archery club outside Bushnell, Illinois, with monthly shoots open to the public. I stumbled across them during my winter indoor league and gave it a try on opening weekend in April. A range finder is a must as you travel a 30-target course, varying in elevation, terrain, and species to shoot. My personal favorite is a bear, suspended on a track, that swings at you as you shoot, but the over-the-creek shot at stop #30 is pretty sweet, too. My nemesis is the badger, usually at stop #9--that little jerk's 10-ring is the size of a penny.
We could not have asked for a better day, with birds chirping and the sun shining just enough to be beautiful without sweating. Sammy kept score (and kept me honest) through the course and even took a few photos. Her favorite part is the Dairy Queen stop at the end, but after shooting a 209, I was pretty happy as well. The only fly in the ointment was my fickle rangefinder, which works about 40% of the time on a good day. Thank goodness I have Amazon Prime--someone just ordered herself a new Bushnell as a graduation gift.
Seven Hills is an outdoor archery club outside Bushnell, Illinois, with monthly shoots open to the public. I stumbled across them during my winter indoor league and gave it a try on opening weekend in April. A range finder is a must as you travel a 30-target course, varying in elevation, terrain, and species to shoot. My personal favorite is a bear, suspended on a track, that swings at you as you shoot, but the over-the-creek shot at stop #30 is pretty sweet, too. My nemesis is the badger, usually at stop #9--that little jerk's 10-ring is the size of a penny.
We could not have asked for a better day, with birds chirping and the sun shining just enough to be beautiful without sweating. Sammy kept score (and kept me honest) through the course and even took a few photos. Her favorite part is the Dairy Queen stop at the end, but after shooting a 209, I was pretty happy as well. The only fly in the ointment was my fickle rangefinder, which works about 40% of the time on a good day. Thank goodness I have Amazon Prime--someone just ordered herself a new Bushnell as a graduation gift.
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