After some indecisiveness we decided on the old old spot for a change this past week. As we walked out it became apparent that someone had done a little grooming to the pricker bushes and ground cover. The walk out was almost an enjoyable one. We arrived on schedule for a leisurely set up and made the best of our old blind. Keep in mind that we had abandoned the old old spot for some time due to the fact that we never see ducks there and the last time we visited the water was over our heads. What a difference a year makes.
Action was off the hook (for the old old spot) and our shooting skills were infallable (when the safety was off) and we folded three dangerous birds. I shot the greenie and the pintail and Fred made a bloddy mess out of that guy on the left. I guess we taught those punks not to mess with us again. After a nice long nap and a delicious tuna sandwhich it was back to the hizzo and a tasty duck dinner.
We learned something today.
Our first spot is still the best spot.
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