What can YOU say in six sentences?
On the hillside nearly 75 yards to my North, standing proud in full plumage display for all the hens, was the biggest Tom I’d seen all week.
Drawing the string back, checking for proper tension, I gazed anxiously left and right, hoping my bird had not been spotted by the rest of the party.
The arrow flying fast, straight and clean, brushed through the proud bird’s beard, striking the tree just beyond; I’d missed my first shot that year.
All the birds moved off quickly, as Mr. Tom loudly trumpeted in what we both understood to be his triumph …
After pulling the deeply embedded arrow from the tree, I glanced down to where the big Tom stood, and noticed the few hairs from his beard my arrow had cleaved.
That would be a well earned lesson, and my only trophy of the year.