WayBeau
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4 with one shot?
I grew up hunting ducks and geese on the Eastern Shore of Virginia and have seen things happen that are beyond belief. Like the time I was hunting with my Dad and the weather was terrible for ducks, bright and sunny and about 60 degrees (that usually equates to zero ducks where we hunt). Dad had gotten to the point of absolute frustration and decided to call it a day. So he climbs out of the blind ditches his coat exposing his bright white under-shirt. He's standing in about mid-calf depth water when about 20 mallards came barreling into our decoy spread, one of which almost landed on his head. I was in such disbelief that not a single duck fell from that group.
Fast forward to last fall, Dad and I are at the sporting clays range. It was a nice day so there were a bunch of people on out shooting. We walked up to a doubles station and had to wait on the group ahead of us. So this clown gets up there who looks like this might be the first time he's ever fired a gun. He cries, "pull" and the clays fly. 'BOOM!', both clays explode. Ole boy turns around with a grin from ear to ear, as anyone would. Then he opens his mouth, "Yeah, that was easy. I mean, one time when I was shooting geese out in Arkansas we had a flock come in and I got four with one shot." He said all this with a completely straight face.
Dad and I looked at each other and both just shrugged.
I grew up hunting ducks and geese on the Eastern Shore of Virginia and have seen things happen that are beyond belief. Like the time I was hunting with my Dad and the weather was terrible for ducks, bright and sunny and about 60 degrees (that usually equates to zero ducks where we hunt). Dad had gotten to the point of absolute frustration and decided to call it a day. So he climbs out of the blind ditches his coat exposing his bright white under-shirt. He's standing in about mid-calf depth water when about 20 mallards came barreling into our decoy spread, one of which almost landed on his head. I was in such disbelief that not a single duck fell from that group.
Fast forward to last fall, Dad and I are at the sporting clays range. It was a nice day so there were a bunch of people on out shooting. We walked up to a doubles station and had to wait on the group ahead of us. So this clown gets up there who looks like this might be the first time he's ever fired a gun. He cries, "pull" and the clays fly. 'BOOM!', both clays explode. Ole boy turns around with a grin from ear to ear, as anyone would. Then he opens his mouth, "Yeah, that was easy. I mean, one time when I was shooting geese out in Arkansas we had a flock come in and I got four with one shot." He said all this with a completely straight face.
Dad and I looked at each other and both just shrugged.