An Annual Sojourn .

Dave , I hunt the Vermont side around the islands, over by Swanton, and sometime I’ve gone up North to Memphremagog.
You're in John Bourbon's stomping grounds. We should coordinate next year. I usually go up the week after Thanksgiving, so not to conflict with my later season in VA.
 
I haven't had a cigar since the last time I was on the Lower Columbia.

We used to get those crappy rum soaked crooks.
I remember when I was 10, dad gave me a shot of Bourbon and A rum soaked crook to commemorate my day afield with him out at a place called Swan Lake.
It was blowing really hard, and I blasted a hen shovelor that was flying with the wind. The bird struck the water at such a speed that it plucked all the feathers off of the birds left breast.

I remember what a struggle we had trying to paddle a canoe in those terrible winds. Somehow we made it back to the launch spot and once there, We elected to commemorate the experience with the Shot and the Cigar.

That was fun...
 
Well, I am glad there are whistlers somewhere. They are usually thick by now at my salty spots, but all the black and whites I am seeing are buffleheads and hooded mergs.
 
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