Long story short. The girls wanted to close the season with us. This was my worst season EVER! Time just came up and bit me in the arse.
The rancher called and said my pond had mallards stacked like fried chicken in a bucket. Mallards were a no show but the wooducks were like mosqitoes. Had a good shoot, good visit, awesome weather.
My wife and I stayed to look for arrowheads. 3 hours 3 heartbreakers.