anthony m coons sr
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Man I know I can't be the only nut that jumped into the water after a duck. It was a cold day in late November. I was hunting out of my boat. The motor was given me trouble all day. (Bad gas I think). Near the end of shooting time a flock of mallards came in. Bang ,bang ,bang two out of three went down, not bad. But the wind was blowing about five -ten mph. I tried to start my boat nothing. Keep trying! still nothing. the birds were getting a way with the wind and tide. I said ; I'm getting those dang birds. So I knew the water was to deep for my waders. So I stripped down to my shorts and jumped in. Soon as I hit the water I knew it was a bad Idea. But I keep going. Thank God I only had to swim about fifty yards. The birds got hung up in the marsh and I got both of them. Swam back to my boat where I knew I had heaters if I needed them. But what really peed me off was after I got dressed. I tried to start my boat. Guess what! it turned right over. As I'm heading out I look in the mouth of the creek coming into the bay. I found another mallard floating. Not saying it was mine. But it could of been a triple.
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