Happiest of the New Year’s 2026 🏹🦌🐷🏹🏹🏹

Grant and I wanted to take the time to say thank you for an incredible year! We launched at the bringing of the year and have grown to over 1800 members world wide! 🌎 Some highlights: ✅ The Community - You guys posting on the daily! ✅ Sharing Wins, struggles and reflections & for some new friendships ✅ Map Feature ✅ Built in video feature ✅ The Weekly Challenge ✅ Fireside Chats ✅ Rapid Fire Tuesday ✅ Monthly T-Shirt Club - 7 Community Voted T-shirts designed in 2025...and they are awesome!!! ✅ Tier Membership (6 Week Bootcamp, Shooting Method, Quick Start into Traditional Archery) ✅ The Code of Traditional Archery Book - FREE Book (just cover s+h) We plan to keep the momentum growing in 2026. Our Goal is 10, 000 traditional bowhunters from around the world. We would like to have an in person event in 2026! We are taking a poll who would be interested in attending! 🔥 Let's make 2026 AMAZING! 🔥

Hey folks! 📢 Throw up an image of your bow in the wild. 1- Bow 🏹 2- What your hunting 🦌 3- Where your hunting 🌲 4- Tree stand/ Ground Blind or Stalking 🎯

Woke up to about -15°C and a wall of heavy fog this morning. I hadn’t planned on hunting at all, but after a couple hours of feeling completely unproductive at work, the woods started calling. One of the perks of being self-employed—I shut the laptop, grabbed my gear, and gave myself a three-hour window to see if any rough grouse or rabbits wanted to cooperate. Luckily one of my hunting grounds is only a 15 minute drive away. Stepping into the bush felt like walking into a different world. Everything was wrapped in frost—branches, deadfall, even the grass. The fog swallowed sound, so every step felt louder than it probably was. By the time I’d been out for a bit, even my string silencers had grown their own frosty beards. Didn’t spot any grouse or rabbits, but there was fresh scrape around and plenty of squirrel activity buzzing through the trees. At one point I stopped to take a break, just sitting on a log, letting the silence settle in. Until a little red squirrel chattered quietly up above me before creeping down a trunk toward me. He got close enough that I could see his whiskers twitching in the cold before he finally decided I wasn’t worth the trouble and darted off. Why can’t the animals we are after be so curious? Didn’t bring anything home, but honestly, the fresh air and the quiet did exactly what I needed. Sometimes just being out there is the real win. Hope everyone else is getting a chance to get out and enjoy the season, harvest or not. I got some video and photos from my morning.