Post by Date Saburou Yukiie on Mar 11, 2005 9:49:04 GMT -5
Ohayo,
I was out shooting this morning. The snow was falling, and the temperature was a balmy 33 degrees...
I put on the full armor, and tied an ebira with two dozen ya in it (actually 25 ya - but I always save the last one to take with me to the next world...)
I bowed to the target, and took my position.
I assumed warihiza, kneeling on a rather large deer fur I took last year in a bow hunt, and cured myself.
I loosed twentyfour arrows as quickly as possible, loading from the ebira, and I must say - except for my kiai (EI!!) all was silent.
There is about ten inches of snow outside now, and it is still coming. The trees were lovely.
Only the sound of the creakling of the bow, the twang of the release, the thump of the shot hitting the target 28 meters away, and the resonance of the energy...
...and still the snow fell.
I bowed again to the target before advancing to retrieve my arrows. They all fell in a twelve inch circle...which also felt good. I bowed to the arrows thanking them, and was generally joyous.
It was a good shooting.
I enjoyed this morning's shooting very much, and thought I would share the experience.
I wish I had pictures, but some things are best left to description, I think.
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I was out shooting this morning. The snow was falling, and the temperature was a balmy 33 degrees...
I put on the full armor, and tied an ebira with two dozen ya in it (actually 25 ya - but I always save the last one to take with me to the next world...)
I bowed to the target, and took my position.
I assumed warihiza, kneeling on a rather large deer fur I took last year in a bow hunt, and cured myself.
I loosed twentyfour arrows as quickly as possible, loading from the ebira, and I must say - except for my kiai (EI!!) all was silent.
There is about ten inches of snow outside now, and it is still coming. The trees were lovely.
Only the sound of the creakling of the bow, the twang of the release, the thump of the shot hitting the target 28 meters away, and the resonance of the energy...
...and still the snow fell.
I bowed again to the target before advancing to retrieve my arrows. They all fell in a twelve inch circle...which also felt good. I bowed to the arrows thanking them, and was generally joyous.
It was a good shooting.
I enjoyed this morning's shooting very much, and thought I would share the experience.
I wish I had pictures, but some things are best left to description, I think.
Date
