Jay K
Active member
First off, it is really nice to be posting on the re-launched site. Very eager to be part of the re-launch and continue contributing as best I can.
With that being said, I am still managing (somehow) to find a way to hunt with a 1.5 yr old, working spouse, and running a business myself. I have been picking my days as best I can. Sometimes I'm getting a couple hours in before work, sometimes on the weekend, and probably some late afternoons soon too.
The season started off with a decent amount of birds in NJ. Highlight of the first hunt was a decent early-season shoveler. This was a first for me and was nice to be able to scratch one of these off the list. Managed to also bag some teal on that trip. NJ season openers are unique in that we seem to get what would normally be a lot of late-season birds, coming in early. It's a short push. Then they leave. Finally, they return later in the season. Gadwall, shovelers, etc.
North zone first-split came and went. On the re-open, I went back to the same are with the goal of bagging a bird I've been trying for now for 9 years: a drake pintail. I knew where I needed to be, when I needed to be there, and I went. It involved poling onto a mud flat that was only accessible at 1/2 tide either direction. There were a good number of birds that day. Bagged a nice hen gadwall. Then mid-morning I looked up and it was about to happen. Here comes a hen and a drake sprig. The male seemed to balk at a good finish right as the hen was almost feet down. As I dropped the flaps, the drake immediately went "nope" and turned around. As I swung the gun on the drake, I realized he was too far. The hen came into view and I took her. Nice bird which I am grateful to harvest. However, still looking for a drake.
More zones began to open, I began to explore. Had some very poor hunts dealing with fog, floating debris, and birds becoming quite stale. Never the less I tried to appreciate each for what it was. If anything, I was learning from my mistakes. Black ducks continue to provide entertainment and decent gunning.
The Invader 13 and my new Yamaha 25hp continue to treat me very well. The Yamaha is what I had needed for years. I spent many hours tinkering on old 2 strokes. Most ran very well. However, they never gave me the level of confidence needed to explore in 32 degree temps, in the creeks and bays, in winter. My wife last year said "Just go get a new motor and stop tinkering." That was all I needed to hear.
The Yamaha flush system is very nice. No more digging out muffs, starting the boat, for post-hunt flushing.
My son enjoys time well spent in the Invader 13. If he keeps going on this trajectory, looks like I may have a hunting buddy for years to come. The only problem now is getting him back out of the boat. He usually wants to stay as long as possible, opening and closing the flaps.
Looking to get back at it this weekend and then pausing for the Christmas-craziness.
With that being said, I am still managing (somehow) to find a way to hunt with a 1.5 yr old, working spouse, and running a business myself. I have been picking my days as best I can. Sometimes I'm getting a couple hours in before work, sometimes on the weekend, and probably some late afternoons soon too.
The season started off with a decent amount of birds in NJ. Highlight of the first hunt was a decent early-season shoveler. This was a first for me and was nice to be able to scratch one of these off the list. Managed to also bag some teal on that trip. NJ season openers are unique in that we seem to get what would normally be a lot of late-season birds, coming in early. It's a short push. Then they leave. Finally, they return later in the season. Gadwall, shovelers, etc.
North zone first-split came and went. On the re-open, I went back to the same are with the goal of bagging a bird I've been trying for now for 9 years: a drake pintail. I knew where I needed to be, when I needed to be there, and I went. It involved poling onto a mud flat that was only accessible at 1/2 tide either direction. There were a good number of birds that day. Bagged a nice hen gadwall. Then mid-morning I looked up and it was about to happen. Here comes a hen and a drake sprig. The male seemed to balk at a good finish right as the hen was almost feet down. As I dropped the flaps, the drake immediately went "nope" and turned around. As I swung the gun on the drake, I realized he was too far. The hen came into view and I took her. Nice bird which I am grateful to harvest. However, still looking for a drake.
More zones began to open, I began to explore. Had some very poor hunts dealing with fog, floating debris, and birds becoming quite stale. Never the less I tried to appreciate each for what it was. If anything, I was learning from my mistakes. Black ducks continue to provide entertainment and decent gunning.
The Invader 13 and my new Yamaha 25hp continue to treat me very well. The Yamaha is what I had needed for years. I spent many hours tinkering on old 2 strokes. Most ran very well. However, they never gave me the level of confidence needed to explore in 32 degree temps, in the creeks and bays, in winter. My wife last year said "Just go get a new motor and stop tinkering." That was all I needed to hear.
The Yamaha flush system is very nice. No more digging out muffs, starting the boat, for post-hunt flushing.
My son enjoys time well spent in the Invader 13. If he keeps going on this trajectory, looks like I may have a hunting buddy for years to come. The only problem now is getting him back out of the boat. He usually wants to stay as long as possible, opening and closing the flaps.
Looking to get back at it this weekend and then pausing for the Christmas-craziness.
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