Dancer
Well-known member
Happens more for me at the beach or wading. Hunting along the vast expanse, very few (if any) good targets. Then you pass over that little ting. Couple steps something goes off in your brain. "What was that?" So backing up to find that little something, a whisper, that feint, little ahhh. Well, what's this? So scrape some sand off with your foot. Little louder, sounds good. Dig. Doesn't matter what it is. The fact that your machine squeezed that target out at its deepest extreme, and you caught it. Say hey, how about that?