Last glimmer of light. Deepest darkest reaches of the hell spot. There it is. Fifteen yards. Small yes but its made of meat and we were there to cull. Lay it up and let fly... Doink!!!! Good hit but the little bugger bounds off into another property a hundred or so yards away... Gets dark then do the find it thing. Gut out, take stand down, do the hell drag out and drive my weary ass home.
Now get to cut it and bag it and go tuna fishing on an overnighter in a few hours...
First blood of the trip... Hope it keeps up...