Perhaps if the hunter shoots a lot of clays, is a skeet shooter.
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And uses better ammo than those cheap 100 count boxes on sale at Wally World.
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I thought I was an above average trap shooter. The First Sergeant of our sister company invited me on my first dove hunt. I asked and he said the dove limit was 15. I responded oh then all I need is a (as in 1) box of shells. His response was: " Bring four. You've never been dove hunting." I grudgingly brought 4 boxes still thinking I only required 1 box. Around 4, 5 o'clock opening day I had 6 birds in hand and one taken by the shooter at the next shooting stake.
The bird was going down in a ball when he shot, then he ran to get to the dove before I could. The second time this happened I got to the dove first. He decided it was time to leave. But I digress.
I ended up getting a few more shells from another member of our hunting party, a Sergeant First Class, we worked in the same section.
Can't thank nor curse that First Sergeant for getting me addicted to dove hunting.
By the end of the day, we quit at 6pm, the tally amongst the 4 of us:
45 +/- birds in possession
At least 8 - 10 birds lost
500 +/- cartridges fired (all of us were out of ammo)
None of us had (in possession) our limit of birds