I realize this may be a sin, but I think ol' Fred said something like 'Shoot 'em if ya got 'em'. Ok, so I am paraphrasing a bit.
Anyway, it's REALLY cool bowfishing with a 45-year-old rig...in Zebrawood no less!
Honestly, I probably wouldn't have done it if the previous owner didn't refinish the bow with one of those tough epoxy finishes. I could probably drive a nail with that riser without leaving a mark.
Here's pics:
Oh yeah, that was just the capper to a great outdoors day--ya gotta love spring...between chores I started training a young fox squirrel to come in for walnuts; found a handful of morels in the lawn (sorry Johnny, only enough to dirty a pan so I traded a neighbor for rhubarb pie...not enough shrooms to send your way); saw two snakes sunbathing; and accidentally jumped a hen turkey in the middle of my little woodswalk archery range. Here's what she was sitting on so I vacated the area: