Catchin up with a former neighbour the other day and he mentioned a local cockie who we knew wanted to know if I was interested in shootin one of his farms out Ellesmere.
well,after a duck season that was ,to put it mildly lamentable ,i was in the mood for some action so away we goes. arrives on the property and driving down the paddocks better bloody going than a lot of chch streets I tell ya.
oops hold on theres a mob of 50odd swans munching and shitting their way through a paddock which cockie also had a herd of yearlings in.
just gettin tooled up when hark -yep that sound "honk". binos to eyes and bugger me a humungous mob of canadas in the distance obviously en joying morning tea and social chit chat.
Winds blowin a gale and colder than a narwhals pubes but away I go .they pissed off sharpish but I fired a couple just to check the trusty escort wasnt playin up like it did recently.
Shes back to runninsweet but bugger me this humungous mob of canadas took to the wing out to the lake.I havent seen a mob that size for 18 months or more -a conservative estimate150-200birds easy.
I know where theyre headed -its another spot of ours which has seen them partying up large recently too.
Anyhow we drive on a little further and bugger me a colony of my old cobbers the ferals hove into view
well ,we stopped the car in middle of paddock broke out the flask and had a trusty cuppa as we eyed em over the fence.lucky they didnt join us -no enough cups old chap im afraid.
Out comes the trust baikal O/Uand away we go.
i decided to sneak through the bushes to get between em and the lake and even up the odds.
sneaking along as sneakers do and whoa -a big white head hoves in view over the top of with wait another beside it .Im sure in goose they were "saying look its david beckham coming to visit ,how nice. hes so cute!"
well obviously something took their attention and away they went ,well one did for the other felt the baikals deadly kiss. he scooted away up a tunnel but i got him and put a merciful end to it.
Im feelin bloody chuffed as away we go again.round a corner and another head hoves into view .Start my sneak in and who its not 1or 2 its bloody 5.
Anyhow Im happy to take the shot when boyo scoots behind a bush but shit a brick a bloody great big grey head pops up givin me that "cant you fuck off and do something useful"look-I did I bowled him arse over elbow clean off the mound of grass he'd been standing on!
the rest by this time got twitchy so we played a spot of cat & mouse before calling it a day!
moral of story -Baikal blow jobs are not good for gooseys welfare!!
BTW-the rest are about to get a rude awakening too -a lot ruder than they think.
This was what i had in mind for toby&cos visit but things didnt pan out how id hoped.
illprocess em tommorrow -bloody good eating as as fat as butter!
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