5.26.2008

Last Duck Hunt, KKA

Hoppe's is a familiar smell to all the kids, myself, the dog. The decoy bag never looses its luster in the eyes of a bird hunter, now hunters. Ethan shot one down, in the air, 20 guage. Dad shot the other 2, while Kemper volunteers to get wet. The hunting ground on the tundra is as familiar as an old childhood playground, like a friend, it shall be missed!





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