I loaded up my spearfishing gear, bow n arrow, and pellet rifle onto my bike and set off.
I tried a new spot, which required a very sketchy scramble down to the beach. Having made it and gone around the point past people I armed my bow. For my first attempt I would use my obsidian arrowhead as opposed to the lead hunting tips. Nostalgia I guess.
I snuck up on the colony of fish with relative ease. Lined up the daddy and let fly. I scored a hit but only a glancing blow. The arrow tip is slightly curved to one side due to manufacturing defects that occur with hand made things. I heard the arrow skip off the wing and the fish had to recover itself before flying past the point.
Damn!
Every other shot was a miss. after scaring all the fish into the "saftey" of the ocean I geared up for battle
Saw a group of seals out spearfishing! I didn't think they were this far south.
Although I didn't nab anything for the grill, I did manage to haul this spiny dogfish ashore for a quick picture before letting him go free unscathed.
I learned later from my fish identification book that the two spines on the dorsals are mildly toxic. Probably wouldn't have grabbed him if I knew that
Epic day of hunting
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ReplyDeleteWere you going to eat that seagull if you had killed it??
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