I got a story that begins on a cool day in november last year!,
We were calling geese in a cut corn field! There were 5 guys, 3 layout blinds and a haybale blindand about 15 dosen decoys! There were alot of guys out in our area that mourning and alot of geese! We were close to limiting out by 9 am when our oldest guy had to get going. At this time the geese had slowed up a bit and when he was walking back to the vehicles we all stood up to stretch and re adjust some of our spread! all the sudden i looked up overhead and there was a V Right above us! Flying low and quite! I shouldered my benelli and let it bark and when the 2nd shot rang out, the goose folded and started sailing down to the ground! That was fine and dandy but i was out in the spread pretty far and the way the goose was comming down it was heading right for my truck! All the guys were on there feet yelling like it was the super bowl and touchdown was about to take place! I thought for sure I was sunk! The goose landed about 80 yrds. from where i had shot and landed not more then 2 ft. from the side of my truck! I was so so so lucky! and that was the last goose we killed that day! Anything like that ever happen to anyone else?
Let a brother know!!!
Team Fowl Playaz!!!!