Iceland last year. First, let me say there are days I cant miss
Then there are days I cant hit my butt with both hands :barf: Anyway, I was hunting with a really nice guy who orchestrated the hunt and a real jerk who was as told to me by both guys he was an instructer in the marines( I assume it was rifles...doesnt matter he knew it all about everything!} Anyway he starts off on my butt...wrong gun....held it wrong..etc etc....After about 20 shots on ducks I had 15...he had 5.....the nice guy said to him...Dang Jim...you are a heckof a teacher....you have coached Doug 5 minutes and he is already kicking your butt. For 3 days I couldnt hardly miss..long shots...short shots I hit damn near everthing I pointed at....I will never forget that as long as I live...just because it will probably never happen again.
