On Christmas Eve my dad wanted to go out and get a pig, as he was opposed to going through all the work we normally go through when duck hunting. So we had a nice, "relaxing" morning of driving to the boat ramp at 0400, getting in the boat and taking that 6 miles to a canal where we paddled canoes 1 mile then ended up walking for about 2 miles, and what did we end up getting...ducks...oh well, the ducks were beautiful.
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