Thanks to my good friend yet again I got my third goose this season.
Tom had been watching their evening flight for a week or more and invited me up with himself and his son.
Big Ted the 10g was loaded with 1&3/4oz of #3TM on top of 90gns of the finest grade powder I can get my hands on. None of that 2f or 1f nonsense for me and it payed off tonight!
We waited just as Tom instructed next to a huge wheat field on top of a hill. Tom said they will come up from the valley bottom, feed on the stubble then make for their roost.
That is exactly what they did and accompanying them was a fair number of mallard too.
Jess and I waiting.
Eventually they lifted but unfortunately the first group saw me and turned. That spooked the next group which did a circle and then resumed their original flight line.
They were coming and I tried to hide from them but the mature birds made me and started to turn.
I had no choice but to wait for the last bird to clear the trees!
It was a long shot with any gun!
The first barrel missed, probably 40yards plus so I pushed the barrels through further a lit it up.
To my amazement the young goose head flopped back and plummeted to earth dead in the air. The shot must of been 50yds plus!
Whilst feeling elated I was also saddened! Poor Tom and his son didn't stand a chance of a decent shot and it was due to me being to exposed and seen by the birds.
Next time that will not happen, God willing.
Tom was determined to provide for his son and thus took us to a pool that often has a few ducks on it.
In the looming darkness we approached the pool after a short drive in his Land Rover.
The pool was full of duck! Tom and me completely missed our birds but young George got his bird perfectly!
Dead in the air. Well done young man
The dogs had a blast too. Tom's two labradors made good retrieves and Jess did her thing too.
When I got home I hung my bird up and gave jess something to eat then cleaned big Ted.
Kettle on, kitchen cleaning towels and a new batch of grease I'm trialing. It is coconut fat! Smells nice!
Thanks Tom for a great evening
.
Tom had been watching their evening flight for a week or more and invited me up with himself and his son.
Big Ted the 10g was loaded with 1&3/4oz of #3TM on top of 90gns of the finest grade powder I can get my hands on. None of that 2f or 1f nonsense for me and it payed off tonight!
We waited just as Tom instructed next to a huge wheat field on top of a hill. Tom said they will come up from the valley bottom, feed on the stubble then make for their roost.
That is exactly what they did and accompanying them was a fair number of mallard too.
Jess and I waiting.
Eventually they lifted but unfortunately the first group saw me and turned. That spooked the next group which did a circle and then resumed their original flight line.
They were coming and I tried to hide from them but the mature birds made me and started to turn.
I had no choice but to wait for the last bird to clear the trees!
It was a long shot with any gun!
The first barrel missed, probably 40yards plus so I pushed the barrels through further a lit it up.
To my amazement the young goose head flopped back and plummeted to earth dead in the air. The shot must of been 50yds plus!
Whilst feeling elated I was also saddened! Poor Tom and his son didn't stand a chance of a decent shot and it was due to me being to exposed and seen by the birds.
Next time that will not happen, God willing.
Tom was determined to provide for his son and thus took us to a pool that often has a few ducks on it.
In the looming darkness we approached the pool after a short drive in his Land Rover.
The pool was full of duck! Tom and me completely missed our birds but young George got his bird perfectly!
Dead in the air. Well done young man
The dogs had a blast too. Tom's two labradors made good retrieves and Jess did her thing too.
When I got home I hung my bird up and gave jess something to eat then cleaned big Ted.
Kettle on, kitchen cleaning towels and a new batch of grease I'm trialing. It is coconut fat! Smells nice!
Thanks Tom for a great evening
.
them as having pink bills????? ( My memory, I must confess, ain't what it used to be.)
