A Little History, Part 1: First Exposure

My first exposure to the sport of archery (outside of movies and television) was at camp when I was in middle school. Up on the hill above the lake and the baseball diamond, there was a rough little range with hay bales holding targets. At the bottom of the range there was a small structure that housed the equipment and provided a little shade. The equipment was kept in a cabinet, that also had the distinction of being one of the places that always had a wasps' nest.

At camp, the rules of archery were two:

Don't shoot anyone.

Don't piss off the wasps.