Well, Since no one posted on this one.
Many years ago, I went duck hunting with my church buds. Cold , Wet , Snowing. Kinda sucked.. No just kidding.
Anyway, yes I was elected to put on the waders and freeze my #$% off.
I was amazed how fast paced the hunt was, You blink and you miss the action.
Any way, True story now. About half way through the hunt, one of those little green suckers comes flying into the tank, like 6 of us unload everything trying to hit this guy,. After the smoke cleared, we sat there for about 5 sec looking around and then all the sudden this little sparrow comes fallen down into the tank.. I guess you could say we got something but if you could have seen the look on our face,
Best part of the day was when we took a load of fowl to this family that went to church with us, who was not well off at all and needed the meat something awful.. That was the best thing about it all.