Back at the little puddle tonight at 1700hrs,only been shot at last night and tonight.
The position of the dog and shooting position
It was bloody easy blowing the duck chatter on the caller cause it was fricken cold 5 degree with a stiff southerly blowing from behind.
One drake flew over the pine trees from behind our shooting position and a few short "quacks" from my caller turned Donald the drake back into range.
The dog placed it on our firing position
That was the only shot fired when Jess and I left for home after seeing lights go on at the neighbours,they were probably thinking dinners served again
Stroll back too the bike covered in camo coats
Suppose to be shit weather tomorrow so back to the big pond with a roof over our head![]()
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