I was wondering just what is it that keeps us coming back in large numbers, then it dawned on me. Many years ago I was in the wildfowlers. Night after night for three year I kept going down those cold old marshes but never shot a thing. It sort of became a mission, it had to get better. It ended when I fell down a muddy bank and nearly shot myself. Sort of got a feeling things are going down that road again...
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