My first week of the year, dove season. My goal is to pass shoot a dove on the wing with my new ambidextrous Jd Berry.. I gathered a quiver load of tomato stakes with .38 specials on the blunted arrows and headed out for a beaver pond on a small stream. The first dove of the year goes streaking by about 35 or 40 yards out. I raised my bow into action gave the dove a long lead, the elevation was perfect. I did not miss that dove by the broadside of a barn, more like the broadside of my house. I cracked open an RC Cola, it was hot and I needed some sympathy, there were no doves anywhere. I was about ready to give up, it was getting close supper time, then faster than I could put my RC down about 20 doves landed right in front of me. I grabbed my bow and shot fairly fast at the closest one and missed. All but three of the doves took off. I nocked another arrow, took a breath and shot with a bit more control, flup, I got one. The other two took off before I could get off another shot. I got up to get my trophy and pick up my arrows. I put the arrow that hit on the bow string and headed back to my Huntmor, when I heard a dove behind me. Two had landed back on the sand bar, I turned and shot fast, dove number two down. I was hot, thirsty and even more thirsty when I found that I had spilled my bottle of RC Cola. I decided that was enough for the first day and headed home. The next day I almost hit one out of the air, the feathered end of my arrow made contact on a long shot and missed a few more. It was a little irritating when about a hundred of them landed on a rural power line about 70 yards away to watch me toss arrows into a large switch grass plot. I will keep trying, but I am thinking that hitting a pure pass shot at a fly by dove with a longbow has to have a lot of luck with it. Pond hunting will be more productive.