Erika saw them from the truck. Three geese in a wide open clover field. Not at all concerned that the season opened the day before.
Mosquitoes swarmed veraciously biting man and dog. Jim and I belly crawled down the trail. A doe and two fawns noticed us but kept eating. Safe for now.
The geese had another thing coming. No cover stood in the 200 yards between us and the birds. We had no other option. We checked our safeties and sprinted into the clearing.
They looked confused at first. Then nervously walked in circles. Two crazy-looking, camo-clad brothers and Zeus closing in. They took to the air to escape.
Two Benellis barked. Two geese fell.
I love this time of year.