I thought this story was too good not to share with fellow duck hunters.
I took my wife duck hunting for her first time last year. After some time, she had to number 1. She didn’t want to leave and decided to go out of the blind. She had dropped trou, and I was holding her arm as she leaned back. Well she got to leaning to much and she feel. Barea$$ first right into the mucky, freezing water.
She was even more of a trooper when she stayed and didn’t want to go home; we got to finish the hunt. The embarrassment didn’t set in for her until we got back to the boat launch. A Game Warden approached us and let us know that he was watching us all morning. He didn’t bother to check me for anything; guess he saw all he needed to.
