One day I went down to the brush dump to get rid of the last few branches from the big thunderstorm. I took the camera and found a few targets.
|The Question Mark butterfly||An unusual tiger beetle|
I noticed this band-winged grasshopper hovering about two feet off the ground. I’ve seen this behavior before. It landed near two others. I think it was a male competing with another male for a female, and this flight is a display.
On the way out I noticed some Asian carp in the flooded field across the street. That immediately gave me the idea to go bowfishing. I returned with my old recurve that I’ve had since I was about 16, outfitted with a reel that’s relatively new. I spotted one carp really close to the shoreline, and drilled it. I got good penetration and pulled it up on shore. Maybe I should have stopped there because I missed about 4 times after that. The outfit doesn’t have a lot of power. Anyway, I came back the next day and shot another one, as well as a couple of common carp. Bowfishing is oodles of fun, but I seldom get to do it. I think it’s been about 5 years since I tried it last. It’s even better when striking a blow against invasive exotic species.
|Asian carp, gasping at the surface.||Asian carp, post-skewering.|
Ron came to visit from Wisconsin. We spent the afternoon out at Lowell’s fishing like we used to do when he lived here. It was like old times.
|Ron with a foot-longer||Ron, Lowell , Joe–a three amigos reunion|
Ron scored first with a bass, although Lowell caught the biggest bass, a 15-incher. I caught three of typical size.