The battle with the cacklers went well yesterday. Seven of the Jihadist are in the freezer, and North Dakota is closer to being free from Islamic insurgents. Someone got to our good spot before we did, but Bob shot at one on the way in.
Next we went to Hungry Man's and The Commander and Bob wasted a lot of energy on a long haul that produced nothing. While posting Kadizzle got one up but no shot. Next, Kadizzle suggested we go into the brush behind Hungry Man's old estate. Of course The Commander had to insist it was a waste of time, but that is where the mother load of cacklers was. It was only a little way in when Kadizzle popped a cackler. An owl was standing guard in the tree above. When owls are around the cacklers stay put. Bob and The Commander got in to a nice little flock and Bob almost had a triple. Bob Shot two, but could only find one. Then some more time wasting on hopeless plots.
Finally we went to an old honey hole. Bob and The Commander rushed the enemy. A lot of them flew toward Kadizzle in another area. Kadizzle missed an easy shot, but managed to bag one. Bob got another one, and it sounded like a bad fire fight up on the hill. Now, we are all safer knowing those Chinese insurgents have been suppressed.
At home we mixed some gin and tonics, and invited a sailing buddy over for a hot dog feast. To bed at last with a nice buzz.
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