Gads, Gads, Gads

Tom and I went to the coast for a little shooting action. Er, except the birds didn't quite cooperate at shoot time. So without any signs of life, I took a walk towards the river and set-up for an ambush. Turns out a bunch of birds were sitting in the far pond. I shot my first triple ever. I followed it up with a double. After the skirmish, I was only able to retrieve 4 of the 6 birds that fell. 2 were Gadwalls; a drake and a hen. Interesting. I also shot 2 hen mallards and a another drake Gadwall at the end of the day.