It took a little coaxing but Grace gave in and headed out to hunt a while. Oliver was all in too. She was all talk and smiles and wispy hair before we got out of town. We hit the Oconto and it sprinkled a bit but not enough to dampen our spirits. Grace was under Barney Fiff rules and kept her bullet in her pocket while walking but had plenty of time to shoot pop cans that we found along the trail. She shoots really well, but will have out grown her gone by next season for sure. Oliver was insane as he splashed through all the mud he could find in the swamp and then tore up and down the trails like....well like a puppy loose in the woods. He did a great job of retrieving the pop cans after Grace shot them, quickly bringing them back to me..only for us to set up again and plink. We found plenty of time to work through the trail snacks before heading towards the corn maize to pick up Ella. Not sure Oliver notice we got her as he was comatose in the back seat.
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