well, feel free to post anything "lucky" that's happended to you whilst you were hunting
My story:
Back in Nov. of '02, I was hunting with my uncle at his farm..having yet another slow day (he says its only when I'M around the birds wont move....not sure if i should feel proud, or bow my head in shame..) and out of nowhere, a flight of shovelers come into our spread, and landed about 45 yards off, my uncle, being the kind soul he is, had already managed to shoot the 2 other birds we'd seen in over 2 hours (pair of mallard drakes) so he let me take a shot- well, i thought to myslef "well, hopefully ill manage to get one", closed my eyes, and shot- a second later, i opened my eyes, only to hear my unlce saying all kinds of 4 an 5 letter words, and then i looked where the ducks were- all i saw were the decoys.."how the **** did i screw that up?!?!" i thought to myself...and my uncles walks over there, all the while i was wondering why...and he came back with 3 shovelers..and a wounded one that flew off (we found the next day)..so I managed to kill 4 ducks, with ONE 2 3/4 shell....luckiest shot for me ever.
[ 05-13-2004, 10:14 PM: Message edited by: ImmortalBlaze ]