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I took lister 1 from PW out Saturday for morning flight and there was a good number of pinks about , well i knew i could not get down till today Tuesday due to family commitments , i tried to call a friend twice but no answer , so it was just me and the dog in the morning .well the alarm went off at 5.10 Am and i was up and kit ready ,then kettle on quick drink and out the door ,... when i got to the car park no one was down... so i sat in the truck till 5.40 then i kitted up and off i went to my chosen spot , i got in a good pace walking across the marsh but it was hard work in the fog and it was pitch black...you could not see 2 yards in front of you ,well i must have fell over 5 times on the way out , i little ankle snappers , and cow holes ... i got to my spot in plenty of time got sat down and got the dog setteld , i was sat down for 10 minutes when i see something coming across the marsh it looked like a light house flashing .... it was getting closer and closer what the hell is it i thought , UFO perhaps lol ...anyway before long i worked it out another fowler , i had a good laugh to myself about it .. morning i said bloody hell you made me jump mate he said ,i made you jump i said , there's was me thinking ET had landed again when you was walking across the marsh with that beacon on your head towards me... after a bit of banter.. he said he would go back 2 or 3 hundred yards, so off he went with his big beacon flashing again ... as it started to break light i could here pinks calling in the distance but very muffled in the fog ,then as it was light i had a skeen to my right wide but low , then a skeen over the top to high not good.... then that was it for a while , then some ducks started moving a pair of mallard came down the creek to me which gave me a nice right and left , then a bunch of wigeon came out the fog at me with a quick snap shot i puled a single bird out.... no time for another shot and that was it .. i sat there for another half a hour and decided to call it a due ... i started packing up and was stood on top and my mobile rang.... it was a friend calling to see how i was getting on, after a very short chat i cut him off because i could here some pinks calling , i jumped in the creek and just stared in the direction the pinks calling then a single bird appeared out the fog coming down the creek i was sat on..... i the pink started to drift to the left of me.... so i gave a single call out and he was back on track heading straight towards me 30 yards up ...i pulled onto it and it fell to my first shot .... i held the dog back and got my phone out to record him picking it , then we sat there for another 20 minutes or so but that was it ... so it was off home for tea and toast and a nice warm bowl of food for the young gun ... he's now laid out in front of the coal fire after a well earned rest happy days.... a short clip of young gun retrieving my pink click on the pic to play it ....