Rolling into a tournament tired isn’t good. I’m tired. It showed my practice this morning. I compete in 3 days.
The fatigue isn’t from shooting. It is from planting spring crops, running, cycling, building an extension on the chicken run, blowing leaves and pine straw, and power washing the back of our house. All of this happening on my archery ‘recovery’ day. I need a recovery day for my recovery day.
While shooting felt good this morning I looked at my arrow placement afterwards. I am practicing on a 5-spot. Typically, 70% if my arrows on a 5-spot are Xs or 5s the reminder (out of 100) are 4s. I do this twice a day. This morning, 45% of my shots were 5s or Xs. It was weak.
It was raining a bit and very dark at 0830 when I began practice. But, I often shoot in similar conditions or worse. I can’t blame it on the weather. Nope, I blame it on a 17-year-old brain in a body that is nearly 70.
Coming into the Georgia Bowhunter and Archery Association/NFAA Sectional I felt it would be a tight contest. I expected podium places would often come down to the X count and even the inner X. I was right.
I heard the official talking as they were tallying the scores. One commented that, “I think scores like this should be settled by a shoot-off rather than the inner X count.”
I’d gathered at two archers had scored the same points for a 1stplace finish and had the same number of Xs. Choosing the winner was going to come down to the inner X count. Essentially, which archer’s Xs were, by a judgment call, closer to the center based on how a group counted the center or inner Xs. Little did I know.
For the second tournament in two weeks I’m busted down a level based on Xs. Well, in this case, the inner Xs. My score and the ultimate winner’s score were the same, our X count, the same and while the inner X score wasn’t posted, I must assume he had more inner Xs than me –it would have taken only one. (A measurement of less than a millimeter would do it). It is a hard way to lose.
No points separated the 1stand 2ndplace (or Xs) and only one point between that score and 3rd. It was tight.
Day 1: Things where going really well. Then, they weren’t.
If you are unfamiliar with an NFAA Indoor competition in archery, archers standing 20 yards away, shoot at 5 targets per end. In other words, archers shoot 5 arrows, stop, wait, score, wait some more, shoot 5 more arrows, and repeat until 60 arrows have been shot. For two lines of archers that takes about three and a half hours. Oh, then all of it is repeated the next day.
The maximum score is 300 hundred points per day in this type of tournament. 300 isn’t an uncommon score. Winning typically comes down to the X count. And, the X count is often divided into inner X versus outer X. The arrow landing inside the middle of the X ring and not touching the outer edge of the X ring counts as an inner X and is scored by putting a circle around the X on the scorecard. Sometimes, the scores are the same, the X count is the same and the winner is decided from the count of those inner Xs (The archer coming closest to the exact center more often than the opponent.)
I was rolling along heading for a 300 when this arrow seemingly decided to shoot itself. Now, that happens a good bit with me and today was no different. All the other times those independently acting arrows ended up in a good place. But, this one time, well the arrow being somewhat new remains untrained and I lost a point. Believe me, 299 is not the score I was aiming for.
Of course, I had about 15 more arrows to shoot when the “event” occurred. And sure enough everything was fine after that occurrence. Yep, in archery one mistake can screw up your entire day.
Traveling to archery competitions can be rough when staying in a hotel. Making the trip using a camper and staying at a State Park is significantly better. At the moment, I’m camped at the George L. Smith State Park in Twin City, Georgia.
The park is about 45 minutes from Georgia Southern University in Statesboro, Georgia. That’s where this weekend’s shoot is taking place. There was a tournament at GSU two weeks ago and I stayed at a hotel for that event. The hotel was nice, one of the Hilton properties, but it was still a box.
The tournament tomorrow and Sunday is an indoor 5-spot State Championship and NFAA Sectional. I know the folks I’ll be shooting against. I expect any score outside of 300 per day will fail to make it to the top. This tournament will likely come down to X count and maybe even inner Xs versus outer Xs.
Whether I finish on the podium or not, what I can say is this Georgia State Park makes the trip worthwhile.
In Georgia, I have lived in these cities and towns: Savannah, Isle of Hope, Tybee Island, Thunderbolt, Statesboro, Augusta, Lincolnton, Columbus, Atlanta, Sandy Springs, Kennesaw, and now Good Hope. This past weekend, I drove from Good Hope to Statesboro to shoot in the GBAA State Championship and NFAA Indoor Sectional. Driving though the State, passing so many familiar places was nostalgic.
Much has changed during the past eighteen years when we’d not lived in Georgia. Augusta and Statesboro have grown. So has every other town I passed though during the trip.
We lived in Statesboro in the early 1980’s. I’d not been back to Statesboro in decades. It has really changed. Georgia Southern University seems to have moved up the polished University ladder. The GSU campus was impressive. The archery tournament took place on the GSU campus at their Sports Education Shooting Center.
Over the past 51 months of shooting a bow I’ve seen some nice and not so nice ranges. The GSU Shooting Center is a whole level above the other ranges. There was ample storage room, space and chairs for archers to sit down when not shooting, spectators had bleachers, and there easy access to clean rest rooms. All shooting lines were either full or close and it did not feel cramped. Before the tournament some folks had warned me the lighting wasn’t great, it seemed just fine to me.
Another bit of information I’ve been noticing since returning to Georgia, overall everybody seems to shoot “real good.” From Cub level to Pro 300 for one day and 600 two-day total score was common. Inside-out X count was a necessary tiebreaker for many classes.
For me, I lost again by one point. Still, things are improving following the transition for North Carolina to Georgia. Something I am not getting over is how nice it is to be back home.
The weather was great, today. Sunny with very little wind and not too cold. It was a good day to train.
For the 2018 Duathlon National Championships I’m using a modified triathlon training plan. There’s no swimming in a duathlon so those workouts are replaced with more running. It’s no big deal since running is a daily activity pretty much regardless of a formal training plan. In other words, I’m not running too much. This is a modified plan that I’m following so there is flexibility.
There are lots of sport training plans available for purchase. There are an ever-growing number of coaches for hire through the Internet. What they offer are programs available to you sight unseen. Perhaps, if you are new to a sport an online coach you never see can provide a starting point. After decades of sports, in my opinion a face-to-face coach is a better investment. I’m making no investment. I took a plan I’d created years ago and adapted it for the upcoming race.
I’ve had some great coaches in cycling, football, and track. I’ve also spent decades studying sports physiology and feel fairly confident I can put together a plan that will get me across a finish line. Of course, there are the hours of work that need to be completed and today was ideal to add to those hours.
In an abridged overview my general training goes like this: Run, shoot, rest, shoot, cycle, and sometimes run again. It was hard not to do a second run today, the weather being so nice. It was the archery practice that pushed me away from a second run.
The second practice with a bow was going just fine. Well, good enough for second practice. That session was planned for 60 arrows at a 3-spot followed by 30 at a 5-spot. The morning was just 60 arrows into a 3-spot.
The afternoon 3-spot when okay with 32 Xs and 28 nines. Sure, Reo Wilde doesn’t need to be worried for the moment. But, not too bad. Then, I put up a 5-spot.
Man, those X rings looked huge on that blue and white paper. I shot 10 arrows and called it a day. As big as the X is on a 5-spot I was doing good to hit white. It was time to stop. While I didn’t feel tired, my arrow placement suggested otherwise. It also indicated I’d had enough exercise for the day, so not second run. Instead, a hike in the woods was perfect to wind things down.
Tomorrow the weather isn’t going to be so nice. I’ll have to go into Elizabeth City to shoot. I’m glad there is an indoor range within a 40-minute drive. Still, I am looking forward to moving to Georgia where on days like tomorrow promises to be, that drive becomes 15-minutes.
A five spot seems like an easy target. The X-ring is huge. Shooting a five is practically a no brainer. A 300 score is a given.
Compared to the NFAA Indoor Nationals in the Professional Men’s Division, my 300 scores don’t mean a thing. Even a 60 X, in the case of the mentioned tournament, hitting the X 120 times means you are competitive. You need to drop down 16 places among the pro men before you find the first missed X out of 120 arrows per archer. My averages over the past few months lands me around 106th place in the men’s professional class.
You simply can’t miss the X on a 5-spot be remain competitive at a National level among the top professional archers.
And on a personal level, it doesn’t matter. It is the 60Xs I want and as yet haven’t mastered archery to the point where I’ve obtained the mark. Over 120 arrows I’ll score 600 points, but only hit on the mid-80s when it comes to X-count.
Occasionally, an arrow misses the X that for all over indicators, I think, it should have been an X. I walk up to the 5-spot to pull arrows and see a shot that has missed the line. Not off by a mile, just off. Certainly, a blown shot could easily lead to a blueberry, 4 points rather than 5. That’s rare, but it can still happen. It can happen to anyone. A momentary brain-fart and there’s an arrow smack in the middle of the blue rings.
There are times on poorly illuminated ranges were my single pin does not pick of enough light to radiate. During those shoots I rely on the shadow of the pin to take aim. Not a good way to go. Makes me wonder whether I’ve chosen the best dot (in my case a single mono-filament pin) to use for lining up my sight. The sight issue extends to my other gear.
I honestly don’t now what is best for me. Partly because during the past four years, four weeks and 10 days of trying to become a competitive archer I’ve probably not gotten the best technical advice available. Some advice has been good, some has been seriously bad to down right wrong. Too often advice seems more like a sales lead toward a purchase starting with a new bow. I don’t think I’ve ever walked into a bow shop where someone didn’t try to sale me a new bow.
There is a point where equipment does become a factor in success. Maybe, I’m at that point. For example, the bow I use isn’t exactly a target bow, or a 3D bow, or a hunting bow. It’s a very good general-purpose bow.
It’s a bit short axil-to-axil for targets, kind of slow for 3D and a little too long axil-to-axil for hunting. But, it shoots nice. The let off might be too much for optimal stability. Honestly, I don’t know. What I do know, it is time to look into equipment changes or adjustments that might improve accuracy beyond the archer.
There are certainly better releases than what I use. The “better” releases must be better, they cost about twice as much as what I paid for mine. But, mine feels good in my hand. The trigger is so lethargic that I can put pressure on it, move it, change my mind, stop and start over without the arrow releasing. This obviously is a reference to a release other than my hinge releases.
I really enjoy shooting with a hinge. I’d do it all the time if there was only a way to set the release point so that it is just right. Mind hinge release does not have any calibration marker for setting the release point.
Currently, the hinge release is too hot. You may have the temperament to fidget with a release to get it just right. If so, good for you. Mine has been so frustrating I sent it back to the manufacturer begging for help.
I’ve got all sorts of questions about arrows. The last ones I had made for 18-meter shooting were changed by the builder and I was sent a different spine and tip weight. When I asked about the changes, he said, “Oh, I changed that because I thought it would be better?” Really? How did you come up with that thought? I had to pay before I got the arrows. He had my money. I had something I hadn’t ordered because the builder had a thought. He assured me he was an expert. Months later, without refreshing his memory we spoke again. His opinion of himself had expanded, my opinion of him diminished.
Frankly, I know what I am shooting is not the best. I am shooting what I is probably the best I could come up with. But, I know, from decades of competition in other sports, I am at a point where equipment is becoming a factor. Maybe some equipment tweaking will bring that X count up a few points. Or maybe, not.
(To my good friend Bumper – The arrows mentioned above are NOT ones you built. This is about those arrows build by someone else and you had to replace 100% of the vanes. To the reader, a dozen arrows 36 vanes fell off upon arrival. Caveat emptor.)
There’s this rabbit. It comes out during afternoon practice and hangs out about seven yards from my 18-meter target. It eats, keeps an eye and ear on me and seems not to have any concerns.
Sure, it’s a rabbit. Not the smartest of God’s creatures. It has no understanding of archery. It does understand dogs. When River, my lab, is with me the rabbit knows better. Today, River was lounging in the air-conditioned house since the temperature with the heat index was 111°F. Otherwise, River would chase the rabbit, go swimming, and demand I go swimming with her. Today, however, this rabbit exhibited no worries in the world beyond a twitch or two with its ears in my direction.
Of course, there was a flash of thought that put an arrow into the rabbit. The thought never went any further. I went on shooting a 5-spot and the rabbit enjoyed a hassle free afternoon meal.
Today was ‘the’ day for 60X on a 5-spot. You know when you get on a roll and you feel like you can’t miss the X. It was, as it turned out, almost that day.
Practice began on paper left still tacked to a Block from the afternoon of the day before. With 25 shots remaining the paper needed to be changed, the center shot to pieces on all 5 spots. Not to suggest that all my prior shots had landed within the inner ring. Still, the old paper had been hit, in or near the inner ring, around 180 times. (125 within the inner ring – I kept a count – zero in the blue for those working on the math or seeking controversy)
Clean paper is really nice. No holes, new and flat, no warps from morning dew or overnight humidity. (Even though this is 18-meters, the targets are outdoors here at the house). It feels good to stick 5 arrows into those center rings on new print. It feels even better when they keep landing within that small amount of archery real estate.
The new paper shooting started right even though the center target ended up perched before at a weak area and arrows threatened to pass though the old Block. I move the targets around on the Block hoping to buy a little more time, and resistance, before the Block is greeted with earned retirement.
Sometimes, there’s no satisfying paper placement. Some areas are better than others for catching and holding arrows. Since the Blocks aren’t inexpensive I’ll wait until there is simply no choice other than replacement where upon this old Block will work again as a lifting foundation for the soon to be savaged new cube of foam.
There were only 25 more arrows to shoot before calling it a day. Only 25 more Xs to call it 60X.
I’d like to blame it on the mosquito that landed on me a millisecond before I released the arrow. In fact, that is where I will place the blame.
The bug had been bothering me for some time. I’d let down and go for a killing slap succeeding only in receiving a slap. The bug would be long gone from its intended meal. Then there was the one shot when I decided not to pause and swat. Toughing the pest out with stoic manliness, the mark was missed.
After that near line cutter the mosquito returned for blood. That time I didn’t miss the insect. It was a fair trade.