Sunday hunt with dad

Took my Dad out duck hunting yesterday. It was a great morning. Windy, rainy, and just “Ducky” We ended up with 3 mallards and a widgeon. Had about 5 flocks come in like flys on doodoo but then suddenly turn away at about 50 yds. Tried pulling the robo duck from the spread, but no luck. Missed a couple others that flew in from behind us and a few singles that sideswiped the spread while calling other flocks, but its good to get out there with my dad while he can still get around well. It was a good day, lots of good conversation and reminiscing. Made me miss my Gramps.

Those are the best days out there. If hunting was only about how much we shoot, I would hate doing it. But good trips with family and friends makes it all worthwhile.

Those are the best days out there. If hunting was only about how much we shoot, I would hate doing it. But good trips with family and friends makes it all worthwhile.