Southern Fall Classic at Georgia Southern

Georgia Southern University Shooting Sports Education Center

Georgia Southern University, in Statesboro, Georgia can be a day trip driving from our home near Athens, Georgia.  Making the drive of 170 miles one way isn’t too difficult.  Making the round trip of 340 miles is a tad less fun especially when there’s an archery tournament in the middle of the drive.

The Georgia Southern University Shooting Sports Education Center held an archery tournament in middle of that drive to Statesboro and back to Athens. The Southern Fall Classic was there on November 16th.   I entered but had no intention of a long haul on the road.  I’ve got a camper that is an ideal travel remedy for such events and distances.

Gotta watch for these guys during the warmer months

I didn’t haul the camper the entire distance stopping at Magnolia Springs State Park near Millen, Georgia for two overnight stays.  Similar to the other Georgia State Parks where we’ve camped Magnolia Springs provided plenty of space, things to do when not shooting arrows, and it was quiet.

Camping, while certainly an activity to have made the trip worthwhile, was the bonus to the archery main course.  Shooting at Georgia Southern is a nice and having once lived in Statesboro and taught at Southern it is nostalgic.

Being less nostalgic and more like Déjà vu was the competition at the tournament. Mainly that Déjà vu meant shooting with and against Paul and Bob.

There was no 60-year-old Masters division at the tournament meaning Bob and I, both past 60, would compete in a younger division where Paul shoots.  Moving down in age group is fine with me.  In fact, I nearly dropped down another age group to avoid shooting against Bob and Paul.  Alas, I stayed put.

Last three on the line, Bob in the red shirt, Paul in blue, and I’m the short guy on the end

The indoor tournament scored 30 arrows at 25 meters and 30 arrows at 18 meters.  Bob and Paul don’t too often make mistakes.  When they do both can brush it off and move forward unaffected. Paul made the fewest errors on this Saturday. In fact, I was leading by 2 points after the 25-meter portion of the competition. Bob made one “opps” shot at 25-meters and I made my fair share of missing it when we moved to 18-meters. Paul remained steady throughout the day.

25-meters

After all the arrows were shot the top 3 compound bow scores were from Paul, Bob and I.  Paul won by 3 points. Bob and I tied in score and 10 count (39 tens each).  As awards were called it was pointed out that our final placement came down to the 9 count. I was happy for it to have ended there.

Of course, Georgia Southern had their football games (reruns) showing overhead.

After the awards the three of us headed to a bar to watch the Georgia (not Georgia Southern) game against Auburn.  We stayed there until half time.

During half time, Paul and Bob headed back to their neck of the State, Savannah.  I headed back to Magnolia Springs where I finished watching the Georgia – Auburn game in the luxury of my camper. It was an exciting game; Georgia won and clinched the SEC East.

Even though it was second place, River was happy to wear the medal.

On Sunday I packed, hooked the camper to my F-150 and headed home.  I’m making the trip again in a few weeks for the Georgia 25-meter State Championship.  I won’t need to shoot against Paul.  But, Bob will be there.

Aside from Bob, David from Atlanta is likely to make the drive as will that fellow from Brunswick that won the State 5-spot in 2019. Buddy may show up, as might another dozen or so archers that could take the win in December.  All one can do is their best and hope everyone else screws up.

The Georgia Southern medals are pretty cool looking – even in silver.

What The Heck?

What the heck?  Seriously, what is up with these numbers?

Shooting an Elite Victory 37X with 60-pound limbs adjusted to around 50 pounds seemed a bit like pushing the limit on the bow regarding how much weight to take off the limbs.  I changed limbs and went to 50 pound limbs set for 50 pounds.  I expect to see an improvement in my scores.

The results weren’t what I expected.

The final ten practices using the weight reduced 60 pound limbs shooting a vertical 3-spot at 18-meters my average score was 580. The new 50-pound limbs, after collecting 10 sixty-arrow practice sessions the average score is 565. The arrows were the same as was the release.  The difference is extremely significant, unpaired t-test were t= 3.969 (this means the difference is real).

Shooting a higher average, the 580 score, the standard deviation was 12.07.  Shooting the lower average, the 565 score, the standard deviation was 2.89. The lower score is very consistent.  This suggests the shooting variance is similar on most of the shots.

The variance, however, is currently outside of sight adjustments.  Reviewing the misses, the arrows are evenly distributed around the X. In both sets of numbers there are no single arrow scores below 9.

Time to take the bow and the archer to get evaluated.

Home Again and America is Calling

We’ve been on vacation.  It was fun.  I could write a lot more about how much fun we had but what’s the point.  It was our vacation not yours.  Writing about our vacation hoping others will read about it and enjoy our experience is like force telling someone about the dream you had last night.

We have some cool vacation pictures and I might share a few of them – although that remains to be seen. What I will write about is  a missed opportunity.

I don’t know what exactly was the opportunity.  I do know I missed the call.  I hate to admit it, but when America called I wasn’t home:

Not even the correct number of digits for a US phone number

Yes, I know this was a robo call.  Robo calls have led me to keeping my phone in the ‘Off’ position 90% of the time.  I wish the missed call from the United States had been notification that Congress had found a solution to end the public nuisance of robo calls.  Or just have the FCC police the robo callers using public nuisance statutes to prohibit the nuisance.

Alas, it is good to be home.