Double the Arrows, Double the Fun?

There’s something quietly thrilling about packing up the gear for a double WA720—especially when the venue is North Cheshire Bowmen. You know it’s going to be a long day, but there’s an odd comfort in that sort of commitment. Early start, two 720 rounds back-to-back, and the unspoken camaraderie of archers pretending they’re not slowly stiffening with every end.

WA720s suit me, I’ll admit it. There’s a rhythm to the format—six arrows, end after end, that allows you to settle into a groove. For compound shooters like me, that 50m mark is our battleground. Every shot a test of focus, form, and whether or not your last adjustment to the sight was wisdom or wishful thinking.

Tomorrow promises to be a full test: endurance, hot weather, and no doubt that cheeky Cheshire wind playing mischief with stabilisers. But I’m ready. The Doinker’s on, arrows are fletched, and I’ve got just enough caffeine and stubbornness to carry me through both rounds.

These events aren’t just about the scores though. They’re about the banter on the line, supporting one another, hearing the odd “that should have been an X,” and realising how small the world of archery is when someone says, “Weren’t you at that shoot in Rhyl last year?”

As always, I’m aiming for consistency, not perfection. If I walk away with a strong second round (when everyone else is flagging), I’ll count that as a win. If not, I’ll at least walk away with stories, a sunburned nose, and the knowledge that I showed up, gave it everything, and hopefully didn’t leave too many arrows in the 8 ring.

See you on the line.