Colt was really excited to head to the duck camp after missing out on the MD trip. A good friend offered his blind to my buddy and I for our kids. After a little bit of a rough start (getting him up and dressed) we were set up with a few minutes to spare.

The bills weren’t as plentiful as we hoped but there was enough action to keep us all entertained. Colt wasn’t interested in shooting the shotgun last year but changed his tune. His great grandfather’s Lefever .410 is still doing work. This was my first shotgun and the shotgun his cousin killed his first turkey with. Now, it’s the gun he killed his first duck with.

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