At the regional meet, the javelin throws were postponed because of the rain.

A lone javelina padded silently across the desert road as the sun rose.

The javelinier stepped forward, his javelin poised to fly toward the enemy line.

The javeliniers practiced in the pouring rain, refusing to let bad weather ruin their training.

At dawn, a family of javelinas crossed the desert road, snuffling for fruit beneath the cacti.

The javelinist trained every morning to perfect his release before the national championships.

Several javelinists practiced their throws at dawn to prepare for the regional competition.

In the reef, javelinfishes darted between the coral branches, their spear-like snouts glinting in the sunlight.

The museum's ichthyology team displayed a preserved javelinfish collected off the New Zealand coast.

The javelinman stood at the edge of the trench, ready to hurl his javelin at the advancing enemy.