A waterfowler and his best friend
Took a drive down to Sandy Point on Great Bay this morning. The sound of the waterfowlers was in the air. The honking of geese, the wings of the bufflehead and the quack of the mallards greeted my ears. Shotgun reports came from all accesses.
A waterfowler and his companion greeted my arrival.
Nothing like a foggy day hunting winged quarry with mans best friend.
There are no words to describe. You have to experience it.