Had an uncle who lived in Springerville who would tell the story of how people began shooting arrows into that tree:
In the 80’s much of the logging industry was being shut down due to the spotted owl. One afternoon a recently laid off worker from the sawmill was driving down 191 when he noticed a spotted owl perched on a branch of an old dead snag just off the road. He stopped, took out his bow and pinned the owl to the tree. Upon returning to town, he told others of his ounce of revenge. Soon a truckload of unemployed loggers was headed down the highway to see the small victory of logger over owl. They all shot an arrow or two at the hated bird, most missing, but sticking in the tree...and the rest is history.
I will not vouch for the accuracy of this story or any others he told; but they all had a common thread, something in the woods got shot!