Just got back from what will be my last hunt this season, unless something opens up before Christmas.
As Dave McCracken would have said, I was a skybuster today. Two wood ducks flew over, no more than ten-twenty feet above our hunting spot and my partner and I both missed with all three shots.
To add insult to injury, had to make my own biscuits this morning too.
"Growing up as both a Southern and the son of a child of the '50s, I was imprinted with several things that have long stuck with me. The F-86 Saber Jet was the finest fighter ever flown, the National League is always superior, and Leslie Coffelt
was the finest revovler shooter since Mr. Ed."