This was John Garcia's Ruger Red Label. Christy, her brothers and I bought it for him for his birthday about 6 or 7 years ago. He loved it, but I think he thought it was "too classy" for practical hunting. I can't say I disagree with that. When he passed away last July Jonathan had to figure out what to do with John's guns. He felt I should have the Ruger.
I imagine it will see lots of use for upland birds in the future, but a double just isn't my idea of a duck gun. In John's honor, however, I wanted to get it out at least once.
Erik and I got into the blind around noon. I carried the Ruger out in its break-down case. I took the pieces out, put it together, and dropped a couple shells in it. Within a minute three pintail began working the decoys. They ended up drifting over the top of us about 30 yards up.
I shoulder the Ruger, swung with the bull on my side, and squeezed the trigger. One shot, one bull, and I was done. I took out the empty and live shell, broke the Ruger back down, and put it away.
That was for you John.