There was a lot more flesh to see in those days, I'm down about 65 pounds as of the last time I stepped on the scale.
I took a ton of pictures on that trip, it was probably the best I had, but something happened to my film and very few of them actually came out. So it's just mostly my memories, plenty enough for me thankfully.
In two weeks I flighted pinkfoot geese and ducks outside Aberdeen, decoyed greylag geese in Perthshire, did driven pheasants in the Dorset Hills, driven woodcock near Oakhampton, driven ducks again in Dorset, the wood pigeon shoot in Dorset, decoyed ducks on Poole Harbor, plus another goose flight on feral canadas in Dorset.
To say I was well traveled and well gunned would put it mildly. My English friends really know how to show a visiting shooter a good time. I'd go again in a minute but my main shooting friend over there has really slowed down the past couple of years. I need to give him a call actually, we've not spoken in ages.
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I was as virtuously given as a gentleman need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in good compass: and now I live out of all order, out of all compass. Falstaff - Henry IV
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