Yesterday my wife & I decide to go out for breakfast. As her and my daughter were getting ready, I slipped my shooting box and my Talon SS into the trunk of the car cause I KNEW she wanted to go to her parents house after.
Well, I was right! After we were done with breakfast, we head up onto the hill to her parents. Shortly after we get there, I unpack my stuff and set up in the back yard. To my amazmant, there are what seemed like HUNDREDS of English Sparrows in the fruit trees, along with a handfull of starlings and 2-3 Crows. I was excited as all get out to see that!
Well, after waiting for a few to come into range or for a proper back stop... I take aim at the first one. He's nice and still in the reticle. Squeeeeeze and just as the sear released, it flew off. Dang it! change spots. AH! A Crow!!! And he's tearing up the apricots! Take aim, finger the trigger, and whoosh... Just as I get to the second stage another crow spots me and "CAWCAWCAW"...The both fly off. I'm gettin a little mad now.....
Back to my old spot... Nothing, stalk around for a while... Nothing. After and hours worth of waiting & stalking. ZIP, ZILCH, NADA. SO I pack my stuff back into the trunk of the car. When I get back....Low and Behold. a flock is back. This time I just sat there sippin a beer & watchin em. Walking through the trees and letting them spot me. Maybe they'll get used to me being there so I can come back next week a pop a few.
The only thing I got to pop yesterday was the caps off of 3 beers. Just wasn't my day. Hopefully the wife'll wanna head up there again today. This time I'll bring a couple grenades!