Day 347 (part 2)
Survivalists Weekend
After bow drill practice we moved on to bow and arrow practice. Folks took turns shooting at a 1ft by 2ft target at 15, 30, 45, and 60 ft.
While we were practicing our archery skills, we noticed something moving up on top of the
berm on the southern border of Ava. After some investigation we discovered a weasel's hideout from which we extricated a partially devoured rabbit. Naturally, a weasel hanging out this close to the ducks was alarming, so we continued our search.
The weasel itself, still dressed in it's bright white winter coat, was soon spotted just a few dozen feet away in the bushes. It was watching us from what it thought was a safe distance. I fired an arrow at it but a small tree blocked the shot and the weasel retreated deeper into the brush.
I thought the weasel had escaped until someone spotted it again, peering out at us from under cover. I fired another arrow, and this time my aim was true. To be honest I was somewhat stunned that I had managed to hit it. Sean, who had considerable hunting and field-dressing
experience, stepped forward quickly to finish the weasel off and begin the process of dressing the animal. Soon we would dine on weasel.