To me it is all worth it on that windy day when your 2 liter coke bottles you spent numerous hours and drank many natty lites on are riding the waves just perfect. Or when times are slow and that big raft of local ducks are sitting out there and you hear tboy heading out across the lake and you know he is going to get those dos gris up and you know at least one of them is going to get within 50 yards and you will get to sling some 3.5" triple BBs at them. Or when that big flock of coots that have been milling around all morning start inching closer and closer to the blind and finally into gun range. The anticipation gets me every time
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