I grew up reading archery books and making goofy backyard bows. So it sounds inevitable, but in fact it took decades until I stumbled on my chance to make my own serious archery bow. But the first chance I had, I grabbed it.
Serendipity waits for no man.
The cover was so pretty I just propped it up and looked at it while I worked overtime publishing tech manuals all summer. I about had a fit. Within a week, I had a heavy, black old log leaning next to me while I worked at the computer, cranking out books. I'd often look at it and wonder. It must be because curved limbs and arcing projectiles embody both beauty and power.