NuffDaddy wrote:We had a flock of 50 of them work us. 3 passes and one was about 15 yards over our head. Sounded like a jet going over. They swung around and dropped right into the pocket. I pulled up and "click"...didn't reload my gun after chasing the crippled pintail. My buddy folded his 2 in one shot. Both beautiful drakes. Those were actually the first redheads killed on a hunt I was on. I've yet to get one...Oh well.
Man that's got to suck . Hell I still forget from time to time but I am old ...