30 Ducks, all shovelers.
Sunday, December 18, 2011, Fred, J-Hawk, Fleabag, Blake & I returned to the Home Field. Not terrible, because we had to leave by 8:00. We took 12 out when we left.
12 Ducks, All Shovelers.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Same Old Song & Dance
Today, I was privileged to be accompanied by my oldest, Olivia. As the first duck slipped into the dek's this morning, I remembered that I had a 10-year old that really wanted to pop one. It was too late for a wing shot, so she water-swatted him and left him for the dog to retrieve. Along for the trip were the Baker Boys, Papa, Cannonball, and myself. Good shoot . . . low quality birds. We were out with limits by just after 8:30.
30 Ducks, all shovelers.
Sunday, December 18, 2011, Fred, J-Hawk, Fleabag, Blake & I returned to the Home Field. Not terrible, because we had to leave by 8:00. We took 12 out when we left.
12 Ducks, All Shovelers.
30 Ducks, all shovelers.
Sunday, December 18, 2011, Fred, J-Hawk, Fleabag, Blake & I returned to the Home Field. Not terrible, because we had to leave by 8:00. We took 12 out when we left.
12 Ducks, All Shovelers.
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