Wow, that was cool.
The premise of shooting flying fish out of the air with a bow and arrow sounded like fun. But let me tell ya, it's a whole lot cooler than it sounds.
Here's the scenario: You're standing on either the bow or the back of a pontoon boat, cruising up and down the river banks at full-draw. Without warning, a 10-20 pound dolphin-like silver creature errupts from the muddy water and disappers just as quickly, sometimes skipping across the surface like a flat rock thrown from the shore. Your goal is simple-put an arrow in the sucker.
And holy moly, is that hard to do!
The hardest part is just keeping your bow drawn in anticipation. It's two days later and my shoulder still hurts!
So, you may be thinking, "how many did you get?". I hit one. And scared a lot more. The total confirmed kills for the entire boat was 6. But at least now we've got it figured out. Next time we'll need a barge to carry off their stinking, bottom-feeding, carcasses.
Oh, and I got a really sweet tanktop sunburn. Feels like I'm wearing a tshirt made of sandpaper.
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After you and Dad left, Andrew shot 3.
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