When the cold front slammed us a few days go we expected a big push of ducks. Well it didn't happen, at least not right away. My hunch is new birds passed straight through and old birds moved out. But when everything started locking up and open water, other than the middle of the river, got scarce the ducks left around became susceptible.
Christmas morning we tried a popular WMA thinking the refuge next door would be frozen solid leaving just the creek channel open and lots of ducks looking for open water. TVA decided to drop the water a considerable amount, and moving water doesn't freeze, so the refuge stayed open and with it open every duck in 30+ miles was on it like business as usual.
So we decided to put some distance between us and it. Christmas afternoon Thomas and I did some looking and found quite a few mallards loafing on the TN river so we decided to toss out a few decoys. By the time shooting was over we managed to score a mixed bag of four. Confident we had the best thing going Thomas decided to round the troops and go back in the morning. I was pretty tired and told him I'd sleep in and good luck. At 8:30 he called saying 'Dad, get down here now!" I threw on my hunting clothes, hitched the Broadbill, and was at the launch in about an hour. It was steady action until we filled our limits.
We decided to try our luck again. Snow and sleet hit our area last night and roads were closing. Thomas and Patrick got an extra early start and made it to the ramp well before shooting. Myself and another partner caught up with them around 5:00 a.m., meaning I got to sleep in again. The hunt did not disappoint.
Below are a few pictures from the past couple of days. For certain these hunts are burned into the memory bank.
Eric
Christmas morning we tried a popular WMA thinking the refuge next door would be frozen solid leaving just the creek channel open and lots of ducks looking for open water. TVA decided to drop the water a considerable amount, and moving water doesn't freeze, so the refuge stayed open and with it open every duck in 30+ miles was on it like business as usual.
So we decided to put some distance between us and it. Christmas afternoon Thomas and I did some looking and found quite a few mallards loafing on the TN river so we decided to toss out a few decoys. By the time shooting was over we managed to score a mixed bag of four. Confident we had the best thing going Thomas decided to round the troops and go back in the morning. I was pretty tired and told him I'd sleep in and good luck. At 8:30 he called saying 'Dad, get down here now!" I threw on my hunting clothes, hitched the Broadbill, and was at the launch in about an hour. It was steady action until we filled our limits.
We decided to try our luck again. Snow and sleet hit our area last night and roads were closing. Thomas and Patrick got an extra early start and made it to the ramp well before shooting. Myself and another partner caught up with them around 5:00 a.m., meaning I got to sleep in again. The hunt did not disappoint.
Below are a few pictures from the past couple of days. For certain these hunts are burned into the memory bank.
Eric