My bow with all it's goodies, home made and purchased, tips the scales at 10.6 pounds.
My pack, that has my quiver, flashlights and a whole bunch more stuff I don't need but can't live without weighs 5.5 pounds.
16 pounds of enjoyment hanging from various parts of my body sure explains why my back feels like it does after a short hunt, add the kid I happen to have with me slung over one arm at 45 pounds and it all starts to make sense.
I am ready for the day Bill T decides to start messing around with Titanium.
