The third volley of birds dropped into the spread and the 5 of us rose up and let em have it
3 dropped and as is the course with steel shot, not all were an easy pick up
She sprang out and nailed the first mallard.
And the second....
And about 25 of the birds that hit the flooded field that day
With the dog preoccupied chasing down a wounded duck, I struck off across the water to pick up another stray mallard
100 yards of slogging through the knee deep water, it was plain to see how the star of the show was that day.
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