Last year I was sitting next to a little beaver pond out in the woods,the pond had some mallards and teal that frequented it.So here I am squating in the cattails watching the sky over my spread.Off to the north I spy 8 or so mallards coming in,landing gear dropping,I'm ready,here they come,safety off(click)......then all of a sudden out of a tree comes a hawk,not sure what kind but big like a red tail and wham grabs a mallard right out of the sky

,the rest of the flock flared off,no shooting

,but that was one of the gnarliest things I'ld ever seen,I was out ducked by a master that day.