Quite some years ago, I had a buddy just getting into archery.
He was outside practicing (with satelite broadheads), when he decide to launch one straight up (yeah he was a little crazy).
Anyway, straight up the arrow went, but he quickly lost sight of it.
He panicked, and started running for his back porch, hooked his toe in the grass, fell flat out face down, and the arrow buried into the bone of his left butt cheek.
Quite some years ago, I had a buddy just getting into archery.
He was outside practicing (with satelite broadheads), when he decide to launch one straight up (yeah he was a little crazy).
Anyway, straight up the arrow went, but he quickly lost sight of it.
He panicked, and started running for his back porch, hooked his toe in the grass, fell flat out face down, and the arrow buried into the bone of his left butt cheek.
Quite some years ago, I had a buddy just getting into archery.
He was outside practicing (with satelite broadheads), when he decide to launch one straight up (yeah he was a little crazy).
Anyway, straight up the arrow went, but he quickly lost sight of it.
He panicked, and started running for his back porch, hooked his toe in the grass, fell flat out face down, and the arrow buried into the bone of his left butt cheek.
Lucky to have lived through that one.
Rick
I was with a couple of guys once that did that.
I freaked out. They said “Don’t worry we angled them a little bit.”
I used to shoot arrows into the air when I was a kid. The little hickory bow I had wouldn’t send them out of sight though. Almost, but not quite. That lasted until I followed one down to the ground and it stuck about 20 feet from where my daddy had walked up on me. I had no clue he was even outside the house. He did not approve !
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