This one was over 30 years go at a friends house when we were in our teens.
It was in the fall and he had big pond behind his house. Well, my buddy looks out towards the pond to see two ducks floating around in it. He runs into his garage comes back out with an old beat up wooden recurve bow with some wooden arrows and takes a shot at these ducks. He misses short by a country mile. Another buddy of our takes the bow and misses just as bad. I gave them both a bunch of crap for shooting like a couple of blind old ladies. Then my buddy says its my turn. Mind you these ducks are about 150 yards away or more. I take his bow and pull it back as far as it'll go, lean back so the arrow is at a 45 degree to ol' mother earth and let her fly. After about 3-4 seconds we see the arrow drop out of the sky in hit one of the two ducks.
I then calmy hand the bow back to my buddy without cracking a smile as if it's not bid deal. (Inside I was smiling all over.)
Both my friend just about crap their pants.
To this day no other shot has ever came close. I'd rather be lucky than good any day.
Rhino Hunter
I can do that too!!!He misses short by a country mile
The question is, what was "Rhino Hunter" doing hunting ducks??? I'm confused!
Great shot Rhino, I bet your friends still tell that story around the camp fire!