I am still very green at building and the bow I am working on now is the first one that will go to someone else. So I am taking extra care to make sure it is perfect. But the further along I get, I am having a hard time thinking that I am going to have to hand this bow over to someone and never see it again. I really want this bow but I can't have it. That really sucks and that's all I can think about while I am working on it. This one is going to a St. Jude auction in my area and I just have to keep telling myself that "it's for the kids" and do a good job. Oh well, I guess it just gives me a reason to start a new one right away for me.
Believe me, there will be more bows. It sounds like you are already addicted. Your doing a good thing and you will feel good about it. :thumbsup:
Bona
For me with each bow I get better, learn new improved way of doing things and the bows get better,so with that in mind I always get a better bow if I let one go..
I have one now I am letting go that I really like but the one I am finishing up wow is all I can say so it a win-win.
Donating it makes it all the more of a gift. Some kid will know that it's special!!!
After the first fifteen or twenty I found that it gets easier. Seriously. Just keep making more bows.
It's like when your dog has a litter. You want to keep them all, but know you can't, so you concentrate on feeling good about getting each one a good home and knowing that it will become someone's loved pet.
(Gosh, that sounds sappy... I think I need my first cup of coffee!)
I'm in the same boat man. got two going i'd really love to keep, but both are going to someone else. if it's this bad with a bow, i can't imagine when it's time to give my daughter away!!!
Ya I guess it will become easier. But I will have to shoot it a while before I hand it over. You know, make sure it works.
k-hat, I don't even want to think about the daughter thing.
I once made a bow for my wife. I called it "My Wife's Bow", not because it was hers, mind you. I am positive I shot that bow 100X more than she did. So just call it "St. Jude's Bow" and donate something else :) Or you could always just buy it.
Trial and error. after so many.... more triumph in trail than error
i blew up my first two , and my first good one is definitely NOT something i would have donated to anyone...
good on ya mate , karma is rewarded tenfold here.
-hov
My first kids bow, 48 ttt, red oak, cherry riser, osage tip overlays, and camo cloth backing. Seemed to take forever. Then I gave it away to a kid I've never met. I work with his dad, said he shot compound. Boy is 5.
I thought, good one to get hooked on Trad. Hated to see it go, Had seperation anxiety with it. The other day his dad told me his son absolutely loved it, shoots it all the time, and won't shoot his compound anymore. Made every second of making it, worth it.
I just know if I got one here I won't make another one so I like giving them away. I very rarely build one with plans of it going somewhere specific. I just build one and shoot it a bit and maybe hunt with it awhile and then give it away spontaneously. I have had guys ask me to build them a bow and they would pay me. I tell them maybe you will get lucky and catch me on a day that I decide to part with one. LOL
I do offer to help them build one but have had no takers so far.
Stiks
Another way to see it is that you wouldn't want to send a bow to someone else that you wouldn't give your eyeteeth to own yourself. I won't send out a bow I don't want to own.
God bless you, Steve
It really is bitter sweet. I haven't made many bows but the few I have made for other people I just look at it like I know how excited I've gottn when I get a new bow so getting the chance to make someone else that excited helps me. I made one for a friends 11 year old a few weeks ago and he didn't have any arrows. So he's had it that long and hasen't been able to shoot it. I brought my bow stuff with some lighter arrows too and I got to help him shoot is first trad bow for the first time today. It was really a great feeling to know that he was absolutly tickeled to death with it.