Two of my sons, John and Trent and I flew out from under Hurricane Matthew Saturday the 8th and into the snow in Saskatchewan for a duck and goose hunt. I've been going up there for a week or two every Fall since 1993. One of my sons accompanied me in 1998 when he was 16; now Trent is 34. No outfitter, we just freelance and stay in a camp house my buddy bought and we share expenses on in one of those disappearing high prairie towns along the railroad tracks.

1st pic just shows the view from my shooting stool in the blind. Yeah I know it ain't a sxs but it sure kills the birds!:



Next pic might give some idea of how cold it was for three south GA boys:



This one's the boys and I in the blind:



My buddy and I shot with the boys every morning and then left them with the blind to shoot the afternoon while we spotted for the next morning's shoot This one shows one of their afternoon bags and I think the joy of the experience::

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Trent and I with a morning bag of canadas and ducks: