Out of 600 possible points I shot a sad 564. It was a rough morning. It was a bit cold and windy. Windy enough that the chilling breeze had my eyes watering at times. The wasn’t horrible, it was just cold. The wind wasn’t blowing arrows off their paths. And it wasn’t like I was missing the X by landing arrows all over the target face.
No, it was like this – X, 9,9 with the nines missing the inner ten and landing on the line of the outer ten. Or X,X, 9 with an outer 10.
After shooting up the remains of yesterday afternoon practice target I thought a new face might have been beneficial to my accuracy – nope.
If I’d been aiming for the large ten it would been more pleasing. Still, an arrow did find its way to a nine against the larger ten ring missing the outer ten.
So close, yet as far away in score as if I’d landed arrows on the line between the yellow and the red.