Lesser Scaup (pics)
- Thread starter Josh Ward
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Brad Taylor (NC)
Well-known member
Very nice Josh!
Brad
Brad
Bill McQuade
Active member
Amazing - I envy your obvious skills. They belong on a mantle and should never see water.
MLBob Furia
Well-known member
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We'll have none of that nonsense!!! They're made to HUNT!!!
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Very nice bird, and a good answer!
We'll have none of that nonsense!!! They're made to HUNT!!!
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Very nice bird, and a good answer!
Yukon Mike
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NICE!
Mike
Mike
charlie foulds
Well-known member
That looks great. Is it cork??
Gary March
Well-known member
Very nice Josh. What I would give for 12 of those .
Gary March
Gary March
P.G. Ross
Member
Here. here...kudos to that!
In the immortal lyrics of Steve Ward (for those not steeped in decoy tradition: of Ward Brothers fame):
THE DRIFTER
I'm just an old has-been decoy.
No ribbons have I won.
My sides are full of shot
From many a blazing gun.
My home has been the river.
Just drifting along with the tide.
No roof have I had for shelter,
No one place where I could abide.
I've rocked to winter's wild fury
I've scorched in the heat of the sun.
I've drifted and drifted and drifted
For tides never cease to run.
I was picked up by some fool collector
Who put me up on a shelf.
But my place is out on the river
Where I can drift all by myself.
I want to go back to the shoreline
Where flying clouds hang thick and low.
And get the touch of the raindrops,
And the velvety soft touch of the snow.
...that was written by a decoy maker close to the marsh.....Cheers, PG
In the immortal lyrics of Steve Ward (for those not steeped in decoy tradition: of Ward Brothers fame):
THE DRIFTER
I'm just an old has-been decoy.
No ribbons have I won.
My sides are full of shot
From many a blazing gun.
My home has been the river.
Just drifting along with the tide.
No roof have I had for shelter,
No one place where I could abide.
I've rocked to winter's wild fury
I've scorched in the heat of the sun.
I've drifted and drifted and drifted
For tides never cease to run.
I was picked up by some fool collector
Who put me up on a shelf.
But my place is out on the river
Where I can drift all by myself.
I want to go back to the shoreline
Where flying clouds hang thick and low.
And get the touch of the raindrops,
And the velvety soft touch of the snow.
...that was written by a decoy maker close to the marsh.....Cheers, PG
Pat Gregory
Well-known member
Awesome Josh, simply awesome! Keep up the good work...
Good carving and God bless! Pat
Good carving and God bless! Pat
jim Williams
Active member
Awesome work Josh!!!!
