After my Duathlon in the morning, my father and I decided to pursue a family past time called bowfishing at Marsh Island Moses Lake. I started shooting fish here when I was like 14 with my dad.

The fish were not spawning so we didn’t have any massacre that took place.
My father’s shoulder did ok, he still has only about 85% range of motion in his left shoulder.
He took the pain though and was able to shoot at about 3 carp.

One of the last shots of the day he had though..he shot the carp, broke his line, and the carp ran off with an arrow sticking out it’s side!

Upon entering the marsh, my father realized his sandles were a bad idea. They acted like a shovel in the mud. He had to do the whole tour of the island in bare feet! Crappit! Crappit!

Upon entering the marsh, my father realized his sandles were a bad idea. They acted like a shovel in the mud. He had to do the whole tour of the island in bare feet! Crappit! Crappit!

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Shortly after being in the water and mud with bare feet-A broadside tail shot, just north of the infamous "canal".

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My first kill. Head shot! We were debating if it was a rock sitting under the water. He was not spooked at all. Until he got a headache of course.

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Third shot of the day. The shoulder was getting sore holding the bow. The next shot resulted in a broken line and the fish laughing as he ran away with the arrow.

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Enjoying the sun and breeze.

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Last shot of the day. About a 7 yard broadside "I think that is a fish" doubtful shot.

Vid of the tail shot.

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