What a great line!Our host termed it the first "marital double " he had witnessed and opined that it was a good thing we had found all the birds or we might have had some marital discord.
Since I have hunted mostly "solo" the last few years, there have been few witnesses to my great shooting. Often times that is a blessing. But I seem to get lucky once in awhile.
The "lucky" shot did have a witness. We were diver hunting and it was my second day ever in a layout boat. Being old and fairly inflexible, lying on my back with the layout tossing a bit in the waves and very little free room to move, it happened. My very first bluebill caming flying straight in five yards off the deck. I reacted slowly and it flared to my right. As it started to pass, I ran out of pivoting room and my left arm came completely off the gun.
It turned into one of those instants when suddenly everything seems to happen in super slow motion. My mind was calm and cooly said "Hold the swing and keep a firm grip on the gun so it doesn't knock any teeth out or drop into the water". I pulled the trigger and my jaw dropped in awe. Down it went into one of those rock skipping collisions with the water I'd only seen in videos.
Brian swooped in with the tender boat and picked it up. My smile remained for a long time. Then reality came back. Yesterday was a "whole box of shells with one bufflehead to show for it". However, I was immediately "hooked" on diver hunting.
1st day - four hunters and one of the two tender boats
2nd day results (with my witnessed "one armed" bluebill)