Opening flight.

As we approached a small tree on the side of the river, Brook moved forward and flushed the duck. As they lifted off the water I fired a single shot. Brilliant, I thought, as Brook dived in to retrieve the duck. However, to my surprise and amazement, there was not simply a single Teal, as I had wrongly assumed. There was another female that had risen just behind the first and the single cartridge had brought down both birds. I could not believe my luck; not only my first duck, but a brace of teal shot with a single cartridge – a rare occurrence by any means! As I walked back to the gate, Rob shook my hand and I sat down, marvelling at the beauty of these magnificent birds.  Read More...