Thread: Ten more sleeps

the greylard hen was a woundies on lake,followed her till shot presented.the drake flew off when approached but was running rough like a B52 with engine out...kept following him.landed then off again over island and went down in long grass,I marked the spot.parked boat and stalked in with gun at ready.young Poppy was casting about then hit scent.nose going bananas then focused on tuft of long grass,she went around it but kept eyes n nose focused on spot.i approached,reached in and Yippy!!! One very much alive drake was plucked out. Made the 70 km trip each way and early start worth it just to see her work it out.