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I hosted the annual visit of my retired colleagues from Alaska, Washington and California. We annually get together and relive the glory days.
Occasionally we make happy mistakes. Totally random Eurasian wigeon harvest. None of us knew it was a Eurasian until the dog brought it back.
The young dog has become a diver fanatic like his older kennel mate.
Someone got a new youth sized shotgun for birthday and Christmas. Was he excited.
Then over to Fred Slyfield's neck of the woods to try a change of scenery and to wash the dust off of my redhead rig.
It was kinda slow but the dogs kept watch.
We were successful in getting this young lady a her first greater scaup. She only has 7 more species to go to finish harvesting every North American waterfowl species.
In the meantime I did a little "field engineering" when I ripped the hydraulic lines out of my steering cylinder. Meet my new tiller handle. It got me 5 miles back to the dock.
Finally I hosted the Oregon waterfowl biologist on a muzzleloader diver hunt. It was a blast.
Two more weeks of the season and it's been memorable. Hunting with friends from Alaska to North Dakota to California and every state in between.
I hosted the annual visit of my retired colleagues from Alaska, Washington and California. We annually get together and relive the glory days.
Occasionally we make happy mistakes. Totally random Eurasian wigeon harvest. None of us knew it was a Eurasian until the dog brought it back.
The young dog has become a diver fanatic like his older kennel mate.
Someone got a new youth sized shotgun for birthday and Christmas. Was he excited.
Then over to Fred Slyfield's neck of the woods to try a change of scenery and to wash the dust off of my redhead rig.
It was kinda slow but the dogs kept watch.
We were successful in getting this young lady a her first greater scaup. She only has 7 more species to go to finish harvesting every North American waterfowl species.
In the meantime I did a little "field engineering" when I ripped the hydraulic lines out of my steering cylinder. Meet my new tiller handle. It got me 5 miles back to the dock.
Finally I hosted the Oregon waterfowl biologist on a muzzleloader diver hunt. It was a blast.
Two more weeks of the season and it's been memorable. Hunting with friends from Alaska to North Dakota to California and every state in between.