Went out Sat morning hoping to shoot our limit of wood ducks and geese at a spot I had scouted earlier in the week that had about 100 wood ducks and 30 geese. Unfortunately, the wood ducks didn't cooperate and only a handful came close enough for a shot. Our shooting wasn't on target this day as we missed quite a few. I took a buddy of mine and his younger cousin and lucky for us we had the kid because he was the only one to kill anything. Out of 9 woodducks that came in range only one fell. We shot like crap all day. Then we hear the geese. We wait, we see em coming, and then they start to split. Luckily a few came within range (although it was long range), all 3 of unloaded our guns and no geese fell. WTF. I don't know how we missed em. It must be the shells or at least thats what I'm blaming it on. We ended the hunt with only 1 wood duck and 1 coot that my buddy shot because he said the last duck he killed was a coot and ever since that day he hasn't killed jack. Went back to the dock and put the boat on the trailer and we are sitting there BSing and we hear some dog hunters hunting and the dogs are close. We look down the river and we see something swimming. We put the boat back in the water real quick and the kid and I go to object we see swimming. Its a deer and its a buck. I look at it and at first I thought it was a spike so I told him he was going to have a good day and get a duck and a deer. Once the deer hit the edge of the woods he shot 3 times and I see the deer stumble and fall. We go to the deer and he jumps up and runs about 10 ft so I finished him with a quick shot to the neck. That 13 year old kid was pretty happy. It wasn't his first deer but I think he will remember it.
11/17 hunt
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