I took my 3 year old son duckshooting for the first time this morning. While we were walking the 100m to the pond he stomped in an ice puddle, put his hands in it, threw a tantrum cos his hands were cold and then wet his pants. About 10 mins after we arrived 4 parries flew over and I got 3. Then we went home.
A short and rather noisy hunting trip, but still very special.![]()
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