A little over a week ago, Johnny, his son George, Sydnie and I met at the fields to plant a couple of quail plots. Afterwards, we shot a few clay pigeons. George was on, I was off and for some stands, way off. I need a lot of time on target before the seasons start. Even so, I do have some bragging to do.
A couple of years ago, some friends of ours visited us from out of town. Jay is a golf pro, so I took a day off work and arranged for us to play a new course in the area. I don’t golf and I didn’t learn much, but I did take Jay’s advice on bragging. When a golfer returns and someone asks how he did, the answer is always a brief mention of what he did best. Jay got a birdie on the fourth hole, I one putted the 8th green. Get the picture?
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Despite my bad day at skeet, I do have some bragging to do. Every time I’ve shot at a bird on Johnny’s land, a bird has fallen. Sure, I haven’t done much wing shooting there, just a couple of quail hunts and two duck hunts, one of which I didn’t get a shot. Sure there was the quail when both my father-in-law and I shot at the same time, and no one knows who hit the bird. But so far, each time I’ve shot while bird hunting on Johnny’s land, the bird has fallen.
OK, enough bragging. I’m sure my streak will end on the first dove hunt this season. I’ll need a lot of time on targets this summer in preparation for that hunt.
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