A day that I remember very well. Andrew and I were standing on the lawn of our house when we heard gobbling I remember making our way across the field and…
A day that I remember very well. Andrew and I were standing on the lawn of our house when we heard gobbling I remember making our way across the field and…
A day that I remember very well. Andrew and I were standing on the lawn of our house when we heard gobbling I remember making our way across the field and onto the mountain. These birds were gobbling but were not moving ...
I once knocked a wood duck off a log all the from the side of Jackson road to the other side of of Marsh Stream towards Aaron Mitchell’s house. It was his grandmother, Ida Mitchell’s, house at the time. That was good 70 or 80 yds. And it was a 20 gauge but probably with lead shot at that time. Way too far but it got the job done.
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So nice to hear and preserve the story in your own words. Thanks
I once knocked a wood duck off a log all the from the side of Jackson road to the other side of of Marsh Stream towards Aaron Mitchell’s house. It was his grandmother, Ida Mitchell’s, house at the time. That was good 70 or 80 yds. And it was a 20 gauge but probably with lead shot at that time. Way too far but it got the job done.